my head
my heart
my head
my heart
I just don't know
where to start
or which is which
or what is what
all I know is
I've had enough
which is louder
which hurts more
where's the order
I feel absurd
where do I start
where do I end
what do I save
and what do I send
these feelings
these thoughts
are all that I got
and the love that I have
can't be stolen or bought
I don't know down from up
but make living look good
and I don't always say
the things that I should
but if you were to get
under my skin
you would see every scar
you would hear every sin
and now you might be confused
at what this poem is about
I don't think there's a subject
and a meaning, I doubt
cause my mind is in warfare
And it's fighting itself
my words are all tangled
and my heart hurts like hell
I'm trying to make sense
but is quite hard to tell
I feel so mixed up
I need some direction
I'm trying to figure out
all of my lessons
in all of this drama
and all of this sadness
before I give up
and am swallowed by madness