Certainty

I am looking for a moment

I am looking for me to own it,

This illness is a mistress

Cause I hid myself from you,

Is there a new view

I am looking for a moment

When all you have are moments

To give away..

Are you defined,

Or are you definition.

Are you repeating,

Or are you repetition

Is this old,

Or is this a rendition

How many times have you called

Me out into the hallway,

To call me out of my medicines,

To calm me down with medicines

To bring down all the sypathy,

Cause this here is no symphony,

I feel the sounds,

And the louds,

And the ears that ring.

But I am asking for a revision,

A revision of my decisions.

Are you any kind of collection,

Or any kind of selection

Are you my friend,

Or my companion.

Is everyone gonna stay,

Or is everyone gonna leave.

Is this a 51/ 50,

Or are you never gonna leave me.

Cause in the end all I have is the hallway..

Is the long stay,

A break like this called Hell,

You call getting well.

Did I give it all to you,

Did I surrender fully..

You press

You pressure

You sift

You shift

You ask for the gears

You take all the tears,

You speed this thing in

The fast lane.

I am well cause

I am in Hell,

And getting well

Is the next swell,

Give me waves,

Give me freedom.

Give me a reason

To escape,

To conquer,

To win.