Sinking deeply into my own quicksand mind,
New convictions are what I'm starting to find.
Previously restrained to an unvarying path of familiar habits,
I've been wishing for trip down the hole like Alice's rabbit.
Running to no mans land at a sprint just to keep my pace,
Finding myself out of breath yet gaining no space.
In a tail-spinning dive with unforgiving momentum,
Desperately finding my life in need of new direction.
Killing all my hopes and dashing all my dreams,
Proving true that things are not always as they seem.
Yearning for a change in heavens unraveling pattern,
Hoping my life long fall can find a nice squashy landing.
Perceptions of happily ever after's have all been lost,
Visions of fairytale wonderlands have all been forgot,
So in my own scattered mind I am left alone to rot.
