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[.::Still Frame::.]
(Trapt)
Please help me 'cause I'm breaking down,
this picture's frozen and I can't get out (of here)
Believe me, I'm just as lost as you
And every time I think I've finally made it
I learn I'm farther away than I've ever been before
I see the clock and it's ticking away, and the hourglass empty
What the fuck do I have to say
Keep it inside the image portrayed
As if I couldn't stand losing as if I couldn't be saved, no way
A small confession I think I'm starting to lose it
I think I'm drifting away from the people I really need
A small reflection on when we were younger
We had it all figured 'cause we had everything covered
Now we're older it's getting harder to see
What this future will hold for us, what the fuck are we going to be?
I'm afraid I'm falling farther away (from where I want to be)


[.::Poem::.]
(found under some bleachers durring a Music Man rehearsal, written by a high schooler)
The heat burning my face
The walls are caving in
I scream and scream and scream
but you're just as trapped
as I am.

Choking on the fumes
I break through the haze
running for freedom
the fresh air stabbing me

I turn back a moment
you're still in the enferno
you're helpless, hopeless
I'm wasted

I'm running back for you
driving into the fire
Let me get you
I need to get you
Let me get you
I need to get you