Projections
the second chance
I think I get it now
Iâve spent enough time looking at myself from new angles
I understand myself enough
I think we all do
Our minds have been stuck memorizing the way that every single synapse pulses and pounds
Creating these currentsâ¦this energy
All culminating in a surplus of fucked up souls with infinite ways to describe just how indefinitely lost we all really are
I used to think this was a prison, but itâs not
This is an afterlife
We did this to ourselves
Our wounds are both self-inflicted and self-reflexive
Our words are these stale emotional confessions
But they can be more
They have to be more.