Misinterpreted Thoughts
How can you try and explain something that you know nothing about
I try and find the words but with all my energy I’m still left without
Why would I explain
Why would you try and understand
Second guessing, the only one who’s me
It’s not like the childish things that have plagued me before
As I feel the longing for some real reason that could explain it all
When does the wasted time mean something?
I don’t understand why I have only been here for now
Why would I sit here and try and reason all this shit out
When my pen is struggling to find the right symbol to point this all out
I finally see that no one is ever meant to see
There’s always something that is held just out of my reach
And as I struggle to piece together some sort of relevance
I wonder will tomorrow only add to my misfortune
Oh it’s so sad
You know all the shit that I have to put up with
When you know deep down all it is, is teenager bullshit
So why change from the previous words
Pads filled with angry somber words that hurt and discourage
And I wonder why I try not to fit in
Why does the outside always feel so empty
But when I’m not there it feels like I am dead
Like there’s something lacking that was never there before
But was it there before?
So what does it matter that things are always left unknown
And that I’ve just begun to look at myself and I’m unknown
So as I sit down countless night after countless night
And all I feel is the soft glow of my own inner thoughts
I try hard to run them down catch up and hold on
So I sit here by a river of my own mind and think
What could be waiting on the other side
Maybe I’ll wade across
And if it’s too deep?
I’ll fall and drown and see the answers to so many things
I hear the hollow minutes ticking slowly by
And I wish that I could somehow hold them out
And save them for some easier time
When I’d be completely content
I could make this so much easier
But I never will
So as I hold onto the dreams that slip through me like the grease that they are
I look on with my apathetic mind
I wish I could care so much that I’d try and save myself this time
But I only care to be left alone
So I can be lost and confused
Scared and alone
So as you see me drowning in my river of stupid shards of misinterpreted thoughts
I hope that you keep walking look back and then move on
