Just the Facts

Just the facts,im in pain.
Theres no way i can gain the strengh to make it to you.
Its a comical story.
The story of my life, how i got stabbed with a knife.
The blood is you as it ozed,i tried to drain you out of my life.
It didnt work cause here we go again.
As we reach the top the top we suddleny stop.
Distrught comes,its oddly quite.
As im about to release,we drop.
Plop on the same track.
Were moving real slow sometimes names are called as im sure we all know.
We laugh and cry sometimes im not sure why.
Sometimes trying to figure out who we are inside can help lift the reason why.
Soar happliy.
But face reality when we do this our minds move making us more confused.
Then boom we hit a wall and its so hard to take it all in.
Lines are tested as they thin we go to all our kin who really cant help us. Its hard to figure out when we dont even know anymore.
Maybe our lives wont be what they were before or we might not reconize them anymore.
Its not our fault but yet pain comes toward us the most