In a moment in time when there is no right,
I'm my best when I'm at my worst.
Asking why, but what is not to understand one's understanding?
I'm blown away by my own discrestion and weaknesses.
Did you do this to me? or did I do this to myself?
A calculated notion, a performed equation, a practice completed in solitude.
A past plight of akward pre-perfection that is no longer in sight.
So what!
Am I so changed that I can't take flight?
Bring into existence a new existence?
do I need assistance?
It's my own ocean that I continue to drown in. But it's a non-forced deception.
I want to get lifted. I just can't seem to figure out the encryption!
an uncharted position...
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