Not an easy task keeping up with you Nothing but hoping and wanting to hold on to Feeling kind of useless cos i write too slow Won't let this complex interrupt my flow Cos when i'm feeling lost is when i truly find myself I can filter out this rubbish around me If i can keep my focus everything will fit in place And one day i'll say to me "i told you so!" Terrified of what i'll find, scared of what i'll lose But my way of freedom is only way i chose! My way of freedom...