People need something or someone to fasten themselves to in order to reassure themselves that they are real.
When everything else seems unclear, at least I'll know I do it for the joy it brings.
You've decided to love me for eternity, I'm still deciding who I want to be today.
They see me as a symbol, and not a human being. That way they can kill me, say it’s not murder it’s a metaphor.
We negotiate with chaos for some sense of satisfaction.
For every hand extended another lies in wait. Keep your eye on that one girl...anticipate.