Not an easy task keeping up with you
Nothing but hoping and wanting to hold on to

Feeling kind of useless cos i write too slow
Won't let this complex interrupt my flow

Cos when i'm feeling lost is when i truly find myself
I can filter out this rubbish around me
If i can keep my focus everything will fit in place
And one day i'll say to me "i told you so!"

Terrified of what i'll find, scared of what i'll lose
But my way of freedom is only way i chose!

My way of freedom...