Sanoja: D.B.S.. I Is For Insignificant. Bloodshot.

i look at the future but the past sticks out. two bloodshot eyes to match your swollen heart. i wanted to ask you something but i didn't get the chance, so before i knew it i was back at the start. all of a sudden my mind goes astray. all of a sudden my thoughts float away. what did i tell you? what did i say? just one thing: "just go away". well it seems like tomorrow will not be like today, but how can you complain when it was your choice to stay? i wish i didn't miss it but sometimes i do. sometimes i think that i'm still walking with you. i carry the courage and i carry the spite and i carry the blame for what happened last night. and i know it's not the end of it, in fact it's just the start. and i know that you feel it down deep in your heart. and i try to forget it but it just doesn't work. why do these situations never seem to work? this time i'll see the future. this time i'll be me. this time i'll turn my shoulder. this time i'll be free. i'm free