Waiting impatiently to put together the facts. Wishing for the best to move slightly against the grain. Upwards. Onwards, I hope
I can rebound and flow. I just hoped for one more chance to prove what I can do. You gotta suffer the facts. You gotta face
the act. The time for this is true. I gotta close the door on you. It´s all come into view. I gotta close the door on you. Hating all
similar to all that I´ve been through. Harping on all particulars that have given me pain. From the onset, the downset, frustration
taken its course. Involving all my bitter thoughts in everything I do.