Never An Answer

The time is now
But why does it feel like I (Feel like I)
Am playing catch up (Catch up)
With everything? (With everything?)

Hopes that once were on fire
Are now doused
By the lack of effort

Maintaining a certain image all for the benefit of others
But this is me, I scream

Surrounded by things that matter
Things that are real
People would kill
To be where others are

Surrounded by things that matter
Things that are real
Are real

Questions arise quicker
Than I could ever answer
Could ever answer

A place in your heart is all I ever wanted
A place in your heart is all I ever wanted
Wishing something would stick

Pen to paper, a simple task that requires a thought
So deep
So profound
No one would believe