Bread Crumbs

The fog so thick my vision was blured
I walk up to your front door
with great hope on one hand
only to be turn away by dissapointment

The next day is an excuse to run away
New environment , new prospect
A brand new beginning
Just what I needed, desperately.

I couldn't sleep these past few days,
I looked at you as the person I could talk to
All I get is a load of static
So severe it's un-saveable

On and off, I look for something inspiring ,
A comfort zone away from dissapointment,
A barrier of white lies,
and choices of word to soothe my soul

"At the end of the day, when it comes down to it , all we really want is to be close to somebody.
So this thing where we all keep our distance and pretend not to care about each other, it's usually a load of bull. So we pick and choose who we want to remain close to, and once we've chosen those people, we tend to stick close by. No matter how much we hurt them. The people that are still with you at the end of the day, those are the ones worth keeping. And sure, sometimes close can be too close. But sometimes, that invasion of personal space, it can be exactly what you need."