exit

I feel like I'm trapped in my mind rewriting the same lines and screaming for the nearest exit sign How can i trust what i see When my life shifts away from reality And consciousness hangs on the edge of clarity Walking through the isles of my memories And wondering of anyone will remember me Through the broken glass and the casket to bury me There was only one way to exit And its not real until somebody says it She's gone away the epitome of resistance Erasing her existence The exit.