Consciense floating in my mind
like a bed of torn roses

thoughts wondering
outside the box of happiness
dig the great hole for you and me
as we are sitting
in a deep ground of insecurity
look around
what do you see
you and me wishing to believe

but why do we try
when we know it's no good
why can't you stay
like you said you would
when it hurts
it bleeds inside my thoughts
the thoughts of insecurity
wondering outside the box




it's okey by me