Liquid

As my senses evolve I need to learn to stand my ground.

I am forced into a shaking world when all I need is safe and sound.

I am not satisfied.

Looking into a mirror but I don't really think I need to reflect.

I am unrealistically happy although I know it's just a state of neglect.

I am not satisfied.

[CHOR.]

As the fire burns I'm standing still, I'm paralyzed and cold

(Watch my dream unfold)

I am practically liquid and although I'm breathing I am dead

(although I'm breathing I am dead)

I am second in line when all they needed was number one.

I am sitting in the corner of that circle they placed me in.

I am not satisfied.

[CHOR.]

I don't mean to disagree but it just seems that I am lost in situations that

won't ever turn out in my favour.

I might just give in.

It just seems that I will always live my life face down.

And Still I am not satisfied