Wandered and true, sometimes the world may not have a clue.

somethings can't be missed but the thoughts of you are never dismissed..

overthinking, and constantly dreaming, of the day your 'bad' thoughts go at bay.
wandered and true, sometimes the world doesn't have a clue...
dismissed at sea, sometimes you cant even see, as the waters come over your head, all you do is drown in the thoughts you're left with
somber, and at ease.. you may never feel like you can please...

within the shadows of all your deepest 'hallows'... needing the thoughts of a great embrace to make you stay, in the remarkably shattered truth that the thoughts of you have been true, truly dimmed, sometimes i feel condemned.
loving you is like falling into a black hole , everything on repeat, nothing is ever 'neat'...
we had a falling out, all we did was scream and shout...
overthinking... constantly dreaming, of the day your 'bad' thoughts go at bay..... wandered and true , sometimes the world ,may never have a clue,  
somethings can't be missed but the thoughts of you are never dismissed..