By: ALYSSA GONZALEZ
Staff Writer
Mirror mirror on the wall who’s the fairest of them all, these words are nothing more than a repetitive stall
As relevant as this question is asked shares the same significance as a cute picture that can be passed.
If there’s a wonder of what it’s going to feel like there’s supply but will you be the holder?
I sang this song yesterday, but you didn’t hear it anyway.
I’d like to understand my needs of doing
I’d like to understand who I have already become
I’d like to predict my present
With each situation, I guess I fear the fear of consequence
I’m guilty of living so freely what I am doing is so far from reality.
Am I living in an illusion?
Things are easier when I’m just a text message
Just someone to know
As no one lives as me I will live as no one
I’ll fall asleep with you, but you are just a machine
My brain is telling me you’re a machine
Locked me in a hospital fill me up with chemicals
If you want it you have to learn to love not being able to breathe without it
The only thought consuming your self-conscious
I want to build your sunshine and operate your breathing