Everyday is a battle,
Yeah, i Fight alone;
fight my indecisions,
fight my fears,
fight my habits,
Now i ask 'what are we fighting for?'
or rather what am i fighting for?
Its all complex. I am complex.
Everyday i think
why do i feel so lonely, when am not truely alone?
why is everyone i love so close, yet so far?
why do people act all caring and honestly don't give a hoot?
why do things feel so close to your reach but you cant rech it?
why do i have letters and words in my head but hard to write it out?
why are the sponteneous days gone?
what am i really fighting for?
fighting for my freedom,
freedom from this battle,
Freedom from me!