Drifting
I am drifting 'cross the room and back
Sighing
And this silence gives me chills
Endless
Time is endless when you switch in bad
Waking
But it's taking long and I don't mind
I don't mind
Find it tedious
Completely oblivious
Stupid genius
You've been lied to
You lie too
I hear someone calling my name
I've had too much
Might go insane
Figures up down by the staircase
Pictures up at my hiding place
'Cause I don't mind
I was swimming through a narrow tunnel, among bodies that looked almost exactly like mine. I crawled out and now lay on a plain, only this time my eyes faced forwards and not to the sides. I realized I had transcended, as though I'd become another being. Soon enough I found myself devouring creatures I had once been. It felt like I was doing precisely what nature expected me to do. It's like a river that divides and creates new rivers that are stronger than the last, and the last will eventually disappear into obscurity, never to be seen again. The one that remains judges itself superior and more important than the one that's gone. And perhaps such is the reason it's still here. Another rupture will come and render my existence pointless, but not fruitless. I shall generate the one that'll dispose of my corpse like a used condom. That being will be the one that remains, and thus the cycle continues.
