I have a way of contradicting myself.how? procrastination. i leave things that need to be done until the last minute, until it hurts.

Storms of life rush to my direction
i find myself hanging on tide to my very soul, clinching with all my might
I cannot let go, even if it hurts

thought my bright green lights were dissapearing
something within me wont let the light fade away
It sings a song of inner emancipation, songs of a better tomorrow
I gotta do it anyway
the passion will not die, amist confusion and pain
it still rages like fire
faith still triumph over misery and pain