Complicated spring.

Its an over-used word
an under-understood thing
how my feelings kick right now
is complicated.. my complicated spring..

The colors here, are always blinding
the breeze always pricks
you tell yourself "Its seasonal"
and try not to give in to the pretty "tricks"..

but whatever happens
you are ready for the high road
lets see how it craps this time
do you, don't you.. explode

I fight.

You don't listen,
you won't melt.
You will always get hurt,
coz I like speeding up, without seat-belt..

Never care, or bother
Never understand what I go through.
You just need your fake ideals ,
to be brushed everyday like brand new shoe..

Its like, I am singing to deaf ears
painting for the blind
each day, it pains a little more
and each night, I ignore and rewind..

Won't stay for too long
I think I will escape
I know it is stupid
but i refuse to live in tapes..