Besedila: Choke. Foreward. Lifeline.

until this big revue
i thought i'd figured out
no release from the pressure
growing strong
confirmation from outside is a luxury
but without i have to dig for the reasons
found to live inject my life with meaning
suffering from pains
i needed a cure placed my attention
in what could make a difference
in my life all i wished for before
was a reason to go on
found in a tune hollow existence
a grim prospect secured a distance
and without i'm nothing
sometimes i picture a life
a picture i can't have denied
it with this therapy
i use to define identity
what's lost in me
to where i realize has how been refined
security's no option
invested all i had against recourse
accepted rejection by decisions
to ignore average life
i was always so sure
that the answer lay beyond the prescribed path
refused admission to my escape
provided the stage
i need to realize/confirmed in my eyes