i wont say i lost passion in what i'm doing.
but more so, i dont see a future for where i'm heading.
and its scaring me, creeping up like moss growing from at the north face of a tree.

somehow i knew it wasnt going to last,
i told myself that i could take it even if it becomes overpowering.
but there's no point deceiving yourself and someone else.
i did the basic but still i could be doing so much more than necessary.
stupid aint it?
at least i think so.

i want to submerge myself in water,
i want to go walking and huddling and inspired by what's different.
but then thinking back, this is what keeps my life going and not becoming a standstill.

what am i doing?
i'll be the victim of my own demise.

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