Waiting for things to get better.. A chaos that's been here forever.. Waiting to feel like I'm secure.. Not just from myself but with others for sure.. One thing after another it seems.. Holding on with all my means.. Waiting to be kicked from this place.. Start anew and begin the race.. Waiting to find a more safe, secure, home.. A sitting duck to this here throne.. Wishing things would fall into place.. Instead of all this, a big disgrace.. A swirling mess of time and confusing.. Wishing it might all be an illusion.. Yet knowing all will be well.. Fighting the urge to go down to hell.. Once out of this mess of a place.. I hope things will almost all erase.. And sadness and pain wont be so hard.. Being less alone and standing my guard.. Holding each other up best we can.. Being together the strength of all man..