The -1:
Jonny:
Resurrect my body for all of the things I once affected.

Ben: The tides have turned like the seasons and the tables.
Time changes us all. Unstable.
I’m only able to do what I said I wouldn’t as long as its out of sight.
I’m weaker than you know. Will it come to the light that I’m doing what I want
but what I want might hurt my brother.
Punch a hole in the wall cause we’re hurting each other.
Snapped a picture. Who knew it would become my home. Homie leave me alone. Homie leave me alone.
Jonny: Smile for the camera and all of the things that I created.

Ben: I’ve never felt this way before. You’re helping me grow.
You were standing on the shore of everything that I know.
You put a smile on my face and I thank you for that.
Circular motion I fell into your trap! This thought’s (thot’s) my friend.
This thought’s (thot’s) my enemy.
The page is blank.
My mind is empty. Forget what matters. Lose touch with reality.
We were vibing out but peace is my energy…

and you destroyed that.

Looking back, remember all the things that you taught me.
Hands stretched out, I changed a lot. I planted a new tree. Same face but a different mind. The past is unshakable.
Spare me from the memories, a clean slate and a fresh start. Begin again. Just let me in, I’m not that unchangeable. I always say
“I’ll never live again.”
This time I’ll do my part.
I opened up my heart and told you “I’m a new creation.” Suspended animation
faces
always
changing…

I’m self deprecating. Thanks for pointing that out. People tell me that I’m not OK.

Negativity is my best friend

so I don’t really need to remind myself. When I was caught in the middle of what I didn’t understand she told me everything would be OK.
She said I was better than that and I guess I kind of believed her so I didn’t need to remind myself.
Cause these images, images of what I could have been, what I should have done, songs I’ve never sung.
Memories,
Memories of things I said and all that I regret.
So much regret.
Falling
Falling down the same pit I’ve been living in for half my life.
I’m a bit uneasy.
Failing.
Failing at the things I thought that I was best at.
Nothing’s worse than that.
These images,
images,
pictures in my mind that keep me stuck in a pattern.
I can’t break the cycle.
Break
the
cycle.
Images.
Images that follow me back home.
They are my home.
Take me home.
Now I’m lonely. Cause I’ve convinced myself I’m not worth saving.
Cause no ones there for me.
This memory.
Memories they hold me back.
Stunted, blind. I’m so self obsessed. Why am I so self obsessed? I hate myself! And what I have left.
What do I have left?