As another year gets added to life,
I'm over thinking about making it right.
Since nights crawls up my sleeves,
Lazy yet potential soul is what they believe.
Misty fog still stubborn to clear,
Clock ticking is the only thing I hear.
People seek glory while I search happiness,
An aim that shows a way to solve this mess.
As the brain jumps above,
Heart beats out loud.
Silencing all the senses,
Questioning what was it all about.
Why following the old path,
When you can create your own trail.
Why coloring in monotone,
When you can turn the picture ablaze.
Pulse play rhythms,
Burden numbs it out.
How to stay silent?
Because you're a Breakout.