This is my story...

...I feel like a goldfish stuck in a bowl, I am waiting for something, that I can control - If this is my screenplay I don't like my role. But dreaming out loud wo'nt get me far, I am still wondering what's going on. If that's what it takes then I'll sell my soul, I shouldn't care shouldn't care - but I do and that's sometimes - Too hard to bear, Still walking the same road, with my schoes full of holes- Just waiting for something to control. A silent surrender we'll never get close, You swallowed it whole...

Looking for ways to be satisfied