sometimes it feels like i'm the one
and all the worry has a reason
i should do something here
something senseful
across the border
over the line
but it's all such a haze
can't see through my eyes
what's happening
maybe someone else can see
help me
the questions of life
i don't belong because
the most people don't let me go
and didn't let me.. so there i go
back into the closet of thoughts
there should be something more
can't believe i'm wrong
or this feeling wouldn't exist
at least not this strong
why am i here?