Intentions

Bottomed out.
I don't even know why I went.
From the bottom of my heart, from the bottom of my soul,
I was disturbed.
I don't even know why I go.
I know I will never see them again. I know.
Screw you Satan, leave me alone.

Is my imagination running away
Or is all this really happening to me
Am I prince in a far away land filled with fantasy


Lines are blurred, things have grayed.
Just what am I doing?

Where is reality and what are the actions that will define who I am?
I am holding onto the visions I've seen of what I could be
It's what I should be