Pressed

I ache to close my eyes~
I am blinded by chaos in the world
Shut myself away from these places
Too many lies and too many faces

I need to find whatever is missing~
Or lose whatever was found
I am tired of all these spaces
Too many lies and too many faces

I need to not doubt~
To fall away from myself
I am sick of running around in these races
Too many lies and too many faces

I am what I am~
Or what has been created
Crowded at times with all of the embraces
Too many lies and too many faces