Isolated, Restricted within the confines of my own mind Like a puzzle, But the pieces aren’t compatible See what you’ve done to me Your actions don’t add up My selfishness stunts me It doesn’t allow me to understand what you want I want to understand though I do care, I want you happy I’d just rather you happy with me All the time spent thinking about you, Probably could’ve done more…
The mouse scurries in the light But explores the darkness, That becomes a shade of mystery Light’s radiance exposes it And makes it a possibility See… What the mouse doesn’t know is that The two are one in the same Mystery compels us to discover But who knows what we’ll find That’s our possibility Possibility knows no limit We wonder, Estimate, Infer, Yet we can never be certain of A Mystery, Until we are willing enough to explore…
Truth of the matter is, I'm sick and tired of not knowing where I'm going, So I'm guessing its bout time I find out... Well then, how bout you?..