6-10-12

I've got an identity crisis no mirror can fix. 

Sometimes my voice is so out of tune auto tune makes it sound worse. 

And I've been so lost that even looking at a map that has an arrow pointing to a "you're here" sign doesn't help any. 

At times even that cross don't seem big enough for all the sins that I commit. 

No suitcase is big enough to hold the baggage I carry.

And sometimes, the silence in my soul isn't quiet enough. 

Do you ever have those days? Where living just doesn't seem to cut it. 

Do you ever feel that way? When life is good, but you know it'll never be good enough. 

Live with me. And share it with me. 

Sadly, math doesn't always make sense and two plus two doesn't always add up to be four in my head. 

But a power cord doesn't always give power and batteries, well they don't ever last. 

See, my soul needs saving and there ain't but One man who's fit for the job, but sometimes I feel like He isn't close enough or I'm always too far away.

Good thing those stars always shine, but sometimes I'm just too blind. 

I've heard this world is big enough for all of us but I'm getting claustrophobic and I'm still lonely. 

You see, pictures don't always capture the memory.

And movies well they're all fake. 

As for music goes, apparently it touches the soul, but everyone has sold out just to hear themselves sing.

Sometimes falling doesn't hurt as bad as getting back up. 

Those flames that burn aren't nearly as hot as the ashes that are left. 

And sometimes I buy my shoes two sizes too big to try and live in someone else's foot steps. 

They say that I've got an identity crisis that no mirror can fix. And by they, I mean I.