my self-induced amnesia burned
down the walls of all past feuds,
and with that being said, my soul concludes
that all conditions are at fault.
lost in life, we never halt,
altering our states of mind,
looking outwardly to find
inner treasures that live on.
cycles just go on and on,
taking repeats; never changing.
change is not the same as ageing;
age we all do with due time,
but to remain the same's a crime,
and since to go wild you need to
change, know that you'll need to bleed too.