I Don't Know...

I don't know what i'm getting myself into...
I don't know what i'm attempting to do...
I don't know what got into the normally reserved and un-rash me...
I don't know what's happening around now...

I don't know whether i'm giving people the correct story...
I don't know whether i'm clinging on to false hope...
I don't know whether i'm ready to keep my end of the bargain...
I don't know whether i can get through this unscathed...

I don't know why I let myself get misled...
I don't know why i'm so affected by this particular one...
I don't know why i sacrifice good friends for other good friends...
I don't know why i'm not in control this time...

I don't know when i started screwing things up...
I don't know how to overcome my psychotism...
I don't know where i stand on things anymore...
I don't know what i did to deserve a life like this...
Both sides of the coin.

I don't know who I am anymore.

But not knowing is nice once in a while.



Digesting some Bailey-booze to... Signs - Justin Timberlake