I don't know how to understand my thoughts
So maybe if I write them in a funny way
They may start to make sense
Maybe they will paint a crooked picture
At least its a picture
I just need something to comprehend
I must make a list
I don't have the time to keep track of all my thoughts
Nor the memory span to remember to think
Of a thought I thought I would think of later
And the moments past
I don't know what I was going to think of next
I need a thought calendar
Because this will waste me away to nothingness
And I will become nothing
In a matter of seconds
See I'm already nothing
When you look at me
You are seeing an empty shell
Hollow like words you say
I lack meaning
I lack purpose
I think of all the things
I could be
And I'm best at being nobody
I'm best at not existing
I wish that were an option
I'm not happy
I don't know how to be
It's making me crazy
I thought I was starting to fit into peoples puzzles
But they were just bending me
Till I was no longer meant to create a bigger picture