When a spoon would feed your life
Now
I’m on a road block
That has stopped my mind
From ticking
The pain of writing
Until your hand aches
From ink
The stain upon
The oil burner of days
End
I want to escape the pressure
Until your hand aches
From ink
The stain upon
The oil burner of days
End
I want to escape the pressure
Of my life bubble
Before it pops
Unleashing
Power
Instead of trapped
Inside
A flower that blooms
Alone on a shelf
The pressure of studying can sometimes be too much, it is almost as though it is controlling your mind. Sometimes you just want to escape because you feel trapped in the same place, doing the same thing - even if you enjoy it and you love the place that you live.
Unleashing
Power
Instead of trapped
Inside
A flower that blooms
Alone on a shelf
The pressure of studying can sometimes be too much, it is almost as though it is controlling your mind. Sometimes you just want to escape because you feel trapped in the same place, doing the same thing - even if you enjoy it and you love the place that you live.
