Losing sight of what’s supposed to come. There’s something wrong with the policies, a new equilibrium. Does material things, let life bring what it brings. Just use your mind to find out what it takes to be someone new. Change is all around us if you imagine it. If life were that, we'd all be dead. Like a wish be careful what you want cause words can easily be re-proched, be re-seen and yeah be said... be said. And its complicated, and its frustrated, it makes me realize that nothing's ever felt as right as this. Thought for thought progression, you thought I couldn't be, a self-sufficient hazard but yet responsibility. I still want to move on, forget what was wrong and find a place in the deepest heart of my heart.