I'm holding on, to what is real

Finding it hard to capture this

Standing, wasting moments

But who said that we need change

When the feelings stay the same?

Wishing I could stand it

Is It too late?

Is it too late, for me to hold my breath?

This old taste is burning my throat again

We can take, what is ours again

This moment, this moment

Time and time, we seek change

It's cuts like an arrow as blood stains

This heavy burden

Closing in, these walls around me

You’ll fall down, cursing, forgiving

The mistakes that we both made