Rantings of a troubled mind

It’s all about the freedom.
The kind of freedom that takes you places.
Places you didn’t think existed and the
Drama that surrounds you day by day.

Sometimes it’s sickening the kind of life you lead,
Being accused of being two faced,
Just because you no longer want to talk to people.

Think of life as a blur, the longer you
Live the more blurry it becomes; like a nightmare.
Sure, you might call me pessimistic,
Ungrateful even, but I know what you’re about.

You can say that I’ve been spread too thin
Over too much bread and
Lost all the flavour.

Start thinking
About the things that used to scare you
Now you find comfort in them

If you spend long enough in the dark you learn to enjoy it.