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Bad days seem to forever repeat
Dreamscapes of beauty replete
And here I am at a loss
So much anger, So much rage
Needing the euphoria of Gage

I long for comfort
A comforting touch
But all I ask is far too much
The smile of a familiar stranger
makes me feel a lesser danger
And when I call upon my friends so dear
They attempt to wipe away my every fear

But with numero uno possessing failure
quitting is the new fad of the day
There is no dusting
No trying twice
And the edges begin to fray
Confusion, frustration...
A crumbling foundation
With an unknown destination
In a world of comdemnation
Remains aspirations

and my adoration
for confirmation
That I'm still sane
That I can still maintain...