if somebody has got a soul

but as everything turns more

fragil e

& as the stages of metamorphosis

seem to overlap

&pass by

i need to learn to be patient

i need to learn how to speak

you know

but you dont want to

& you dont want me to tell you

we're going no where

& nothing ever feels good enough

you can't puncture the cocoon

& when things start to turn into illusions

i learned to believe in magic

& i learned that sometimes

things simply dont exist

i go through catharsis

i learn to be patient

i think it might be a breakdown

lack of color - stars dying

the darkness

of what seems to be what everyone

calls existence

turns into stagnation

the fires out - you cant keep me warm

break me out

at this scary point

where i cant abide

incompetence

but you can shape me

you can help me

i can learn to be patient

even when im defenseless

& youre the shield

i can break out

i can transform

(its called careless)