Lletres: Grave Maker. Wreckage.

I finally feel the tension of going against the grain
I second guess my intentions
living through the pain
so lost, unsure, never knowing what to do
soul-searching for what used to feel true
this is all i have left
I will push and I'll still fight for
the search for steady ground is
I won't forget the daily fight, I won't regret, I won't forget
By these fucking value I choose to set
I'll give my body rest and stick to these goals that I set
And I won't end up like the rest
no I won't
I will live through this
I'll put my fucking mind to the test
Never again but no regret
This heart goes out to the peers of my past