The wind now shifts and with it goes the tides, my heart it lingers waiting for whats lost, I''m not sure what''s going to happen now, I''ve never been sure, never that I''m sure. I''m just a boy who is still scared of change. I feel so lost, I feel so drained, shifting, that''s all the world ever seems to still be, no matter how I fight, how I now breath, I''m me, but I''ll never be me again. I''m uncertain, I''m scared, I want to bawl. Why does this always happen when things just go right? Why am I never given time to breath? It escapes me, air knocked out of my lungs. I''m falling into a sea of still thoughts, and I''m sinking to the bottom so deep. I can''t see it, this uncertain future. I can''t see it, who I will soon then be. I can''t see it, this path ahead or me.


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    Draped in black, draped in red, draped in blue, the colors all coalesce into dark. It could be bright! It could be nice! Could be. And that''s what scares me, I am now happy. Will that be ripped away? The past lingers. The past never stays, Will I be swept ''way?


    I wake up never knowing what''s the day, nor do I wake up knowing what is next, nor do I remember the yesterday. The morrow it flies on black ebony, the past I''ve closed my eyes. The now, is lost.


    I am lost, help me. I am lost, will be.