Maybe tomorrow I'll loose it all again

Alone... no one gets me, someday I'll find It"blagh....
or else I might just keep searching for myself
in this whirlwind of my being....

Maybe I'll be forever weird, with a heavy heart
drowning on a dream constant illusion that usually lies
if you dont come back to earth
and put it down to words
justify the blurriness, the stubborn!! inSSAidSsss.

Im such a smart ass, I am allways right... right?
Everything I believe in IS, isnt it?........... isnt't it?

Maybe tomorrow I'll loose it all again.. just a little...maybe..
and to the light again, it will become evident the human face that tries
this feet so easily and often swept form the ground
I'll feel that quality that never really fades, my talent to not give a shit
remember that I dont even care.
nobody really cares.