Two roads...
Split off from here,
and my life goes running
in opposite directions.
Exaggerating the barrier
between who I am and who I want to be

I wanted to be that breath of fresh air
when everything smelled so insincere..
But this taste still lingers in my mouth
Deceit has ways of sticking around
And I'm ready to disappear
Vacation seems far seems far from here.

Note to self: I miss you terribly
This is what we call a tragedy
Come back to me
Back to me, to me

I can feel my minds wandering again
Into where I don't know
And will I ever get home?
Time starts moving faster than I can..
And I'm sick of this scene
I need to break the routine

Two roads.....

Which part of me is lost?
I feel so close
And yet I am so far...