To understand a fragile mind
to love a worried
to support the pained
love the unknown

So little
so forgotten
so not enough

just maybe
there is still hope
maybe tomorrow could be better?

Did you really wish to talk
or did you not remember when I told you I was different

you praised me
when I helped a child not breakdown
but yet it was all I could
not to do the same

You get mad when I get overwhelmed
always have to be perfect
but how can I be perfect
when you keep trying to knock me off my tightrope

so did you really wish to talk
or was this the cover
because you don't want to admit
I'm different then you?

So swift
So small
you blink
and its gone

Small idea
Large applications
understanding
the concepts beneath

Stories untold
Inventions to be created
Past pain
coming back up

So swift
So small
All the thoughts
of a troubled mind

Frustration of this
Frustration of that
Never enough here
Never enough there

Can this cycle
of pain and misery
just stop
or must it be my hand
to finally stop the clock?