Why do I go back to the same woods
Is this a piece in me?
Am I left alone in sorrow?
Was it an irony that I was changed?
Even if it’s a new year I got diverted from it
People make resolutions but I got back to the scratch
Maybe it’s not real
Why I do the same things again if nothing is working out
Don’t I deserve any better
Even if there is something better
Why I feel like this
A feeling that can never be explained
I go back to the same woods
I go back to the same woods
The evolution was knowing
The biggest glory to work out
I call it the waves of the self.