The Woods Are Burning

when i know no place to be. i really must not stay. in a time when i can’t find myself. looking back on all the times. with memories we cry. i fade into the past now i am not real. hey you find out. find out you don’t know. what i would do. no solution. the woods are burning. and i lose touch. sometimes what is right seems wrong. and i can’t stop what was to come. i hope it’s not just in my head. and i can’t believe my world. i threw away the girl. that was suitable for my life. but decadence it takes its toll. and time is our control. i fade into the past now i am not real.