Bitter bitter bitter
Those are the words that keep repeating in my head
Every relationship starts going down that lane
And I wonder as I stand there
Why do I get tired of people
Why do I not look for everlasting things
Am I too exposed to the truth
Or do I dig too deep
The line gets blurrier before it gets clearer
And I watch myself striding through all the twists and turns
Becoming a visitor in my own body
And when I do return
I turn to look at my self and I find someone fighting for herself
Someone who is a symbol of power
Who despite all odds exists
Even if thats the only thing she does
So yes despite all the racket going on in my head
I do have moments of peace
And when I do, thats when I truly exhale

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