Fear and punk

You're new to a place. You're scared of past mistakes. But you don't want them. All you want is beauty. But then again things are upside down. Its ugly. Let it be beautiful anyway.

Im loosing my mindfulness

i fear

This place is fading my sheer

Is it this place? 

Or is it me?

Of course its me

Who else would it be

Its me and me and me 

Theres this and that

I have my realization I'm glad

So many eyes

And fucked up guys

All for reputation

And the goddamn hesitation 

Im done i swear 

I have nothing to fear

I won't let it tear 

Im pure as coal 

This beautiful time

We are all fucked up anyway