I'm so happy,
Sitting here,
In the middle of my misty thoughts,
I'm not free,
But I'm protected,
A jail cell in a couple of thoughts.

It seems so wrong,
But somehow manages to feel right.

Reasons unknown,
Everyone breaks out in a fight.

Isn't it wonderful?
The unknown mysteries of the known world?
Chilling and having fun,
Blissfully unaware,
Of what is out there.

It's so peaceful,
In the clouds,
Where so many heads seem to be,
Floating by,
So high,
Thankful that they cannot see.

Picnic date,
With their girl,
Ignoring what is around the corner,
Bright clothes,
With their cars,
Cutting up the quiet mourners.

How would you feel,
How would you cope?
It's easier to understand,
With a much wider scope.

Tell me.

Is it what you need you don't want?
Is it what you need you don't want?

How would you feel if you had nothing?

Tell me.