The Art Of Balance

I am sheltered by this apathy Nothing left to do but torch the day Retreating deeper into my mind What is it that I hope to find? This is the aftermath in me Tendency to keep it all inside A fool's disguise I am strangled by this sympathy Empty words with no meaning Must release myself into the void All illusions must be destroyed This is the aftermath in me Tendency to keep it all How dare you compromise the balance of our lives? Excuses you devise an internal suicide I struggle to survive perfect goal for which to strive Ignorance cannot disguise the balance of my life Hiding the meaning of Hiding the meaning of Hiding the meaning of Hiding the meaning of How dare you compromise the balance of our lives? Excuses you devise an internal suicide I struggle to survive perfect goal for which to strive Ignorance cannot disguise the balance of my life