The Art Of Balance

I am sheltered by this apathy
Nothing left to do but torch the day
Retreating deeper into my mind
What is it that I hope to find?

This is the aftermath in me
Tendency to keep it all inside
A fool's disguise

I am strangled by this sympathy
Empty words with no meaning
Must release myself into the void
All illusions must be destroyed

This is the aftermath in me
Tendency to keep it all

How dare you compromise the balance of our lives?
Excuses you devise an internal suicide
I struggle to survive perfect goal for which to strive
Ignorance cannot disguise the balance of my life
Hiding the meaning of
Hiding the meaning of

Hiding the meaning of
Hiding the meaning of
How dare you compromise the balance of our lives?
Excuses you devise an internal suicide
I struggle to survive perfect goal for which to strive
Ignorance cannot disguise the balance of my life