Managing the Details of an Undertaking

I'm seeing it past this way

Intend to watch as I break...until it happens again

Steal in and hide away

Set destination straight from the familiar

Cleared out

It happens several times a year now

Once better, now accepted as retreat/release

One side of the real me

Turn my senses down and flip them backwards

No goodbyes, no missing family

If you were me and I was you, exactly how deep would I see through?

Always second guessing that you would behave the way...

I wanted to somewhat dedicate this one out to future life mistakes

I can't predict the death of me

The face/the state which will hold my heart

Oh my mind, all the bullshit you put me through

I'll follow through once you're left behind

That's all in good time

But it's a farce, passed on down the line

That's all in good time