It's not often you find something to think about
Something for a mind to turn over restlessly...

Regrets
Memories
What you could have done better

Because life seems like it was made just for you
Every last detail perfected to your tastes
Childhood just as it should.
Growing up was pretty happy

Until you realize the wool's been over your eyes
The world been robbing you blind
Your nice life shattering to broken bits of glass all around you
And when you wake up, sometimes by hearing just a few tones to make you stop
And think
You find yourself in the midst of that broken glass to all horizons
Barefoot

What else is there to do?
Rot amid the glass
Feel the fluorescence melt your lungs
Rot your soul

As you sit and realize all the stupidity.
You thought was just child's play
But really
It was screwing you over for life
The life you screwed over...