why do i feel bad again?    i shouldn't be sad or miss a grin.    doubt creeps in and doubt creeps out,    skews the view from my cloud.    troublemaker tempting fate,    questioning the path i take,    showing me the twists and turns,    the forks and points of no return.    i would hold my breath so long    to wash ashore where i belong.    broken roses on the steps,    like promises i never kept.    promises i never made    but could have honored anyway.    tied to years, slave to fears,    i will always hold you dear.    tired, troubled but sincere,    wishing... fuck the rime.    wishing i had a time    to wish you mine.    every day i choose to spend the rest of my life with her    and every day i break the molds of lives and worlds.    i already miss the things that i will never know.    i will never know the things that i've already missed.