a world figuring out who I am

After some time

I have lost my drive

I have no interest, but a basic instinct

of sending everything to hell

I want to let myself go

I want to scream

Some people are a curse,

some people just don't care

I've seen a lot and nothing at all

but in between all, I hate it all

I want but I can't.

 

From the mind of Cogliostro