breakout, a necessity

and may be a change isn't really that bad
it shouldn't
it mustn't
it just can't

it was hard
it was tough
but i'm tougher
and there's no other way either

breathe in
breathe out

how are you doing?
no, i don't really want to know
i don't need to

i've been running, i know
i've only realized i've run THAT hard

here, let me explain...
i used to have something called 'wide range of music variety'
i basically can listen to anything
and i basically just go try finding anything good to listen

and let me think back
that used to was really actually around a year ago

one year back and i go listen whatever you listen
i go hum whatever you sing

and in a count of months i dyed myself in blue
anything but the redness in you
yeah in the count of months i wrapped myself in words
the beautiful imaginary things that just can't be you

i ran well
i hid well
still in progress perhaps

no, i'm not that pathetic
really, it's not because i'll go back in time
i just don't know how to stop and get out from my shell

it's your fault mister
it's my problem sir

how did you do it?
getting out of your dark under the stair closet?
seriously, how?

i'm tired, i am
i need to stop
i need to face the light

oh well
at least i don't need to fake the smile anymore