Confusion creates questions, and questions creates doubt.
People desire an answer when there is none about.
So they chase after the white rabbit, maybe he has an answer...
Panting and running, this question infects like a cancer.
Not letting go, and fighting this damn identity...
Hoping this answer will set me completely free.
So I fall deeper and deeper, down the rabbit hole.
Then every step further, I want more control.
All I want, is more and more...
All I need, is this deep core...
All I have, is less and less
All I became, was a stressed mess.
I still desire answers, and I think I found it.
I'm still not sure I can admit...
What answer I found is true...
I would've stopped chasing if I already knew.
I chase down the purple dragons and pink cats.
Pointing me in every direction as I scat.
I have fallen down so many times,
Tossing away friends within my climbs,
I am sick and tired of the names I am called,
I am sick and tired of all the times I have bawled,
I just want my answer, and I want it now!
I will do anything to get it but I just don't know how!!
I'm tearing everything up, and I demand resolve,
I'm making the wrong friends that make me dissolve,
When all this time, all these mistakes I continue to make,
I choose to keep making them and I cannot shake...
the feeling I am still doing the right thing...
but the white rabbit is not in sight, and I keep failing.
The worst mistakes are the ones you never learn from...
and in the end, I just became numb.
The truth is, it was just confusion.
Confusion created this damn illusion.
Had I learned that I didn't need an answer to this doubt,
I wouldn't have to beat myself up over this bout.
So my second rule to you,
Just for you to stay true...
Is never let people confuse you,
Because that's when you question yourself,
and that inconveniences oneself.