Confusing John

who the fuck am I
and who the hell are you?
why are we here together
and what are we supposed to do?

why am I running?
why are you standing still?
do we even know eachother?
or do we only do it for the thrill?

I guess we'll never know
I guess we'll never meet
we're only gonna live forever
with the earth beneath our feet....

John's neverending chase

You try to run

and you try to hide

but they always find you,

they always catch up.

You try to hide

and you try to run

'cause you want to deceive them,

chase them away.

And you try to drown them

in poison and smoke

but they know how to swim,

they feed from the bane.

And wherever you go

and whatever you do

they'll always be with you,

the demons

that live in your head.

John's untalented struggle

Blank spaces

The feeling you get

When it's 3 in the morning

and you're alone in your head

and you eagerly want to write

but you have nothing to say to the paper

and the thoughts crawl beside you

and you want nothing more than to think

of her

and miss her

but then you realize that there is no her

anymore

and maybe there never even was...