What are you thinking about
I just wanna know
I'm not gonna sit here
Creating rhymes from the fears
When I'm all alone

Are you thinking about
the way
time can fly by too fast
seconds float into hours
float into days long since past

You thinking about
me
thinking about you
thinking about the absence of us
the non-existence of nothingness

Thinking about
feelings
That never come to fruition
But if the thought was there
then what's the difference?

About
endings
That come before the beginnings
About decisions
That create too many complications
About moments
That never see existence
About hearts
That never reach repentance.

People come and go
just like the rivers flow
So what happens when
the rivers all go dry
Is it the day
that we all die?

Too mean for the Angels
Too nice for the Devils
Hovering in the land of inbetween
I can't help but see what is meant to be unseen
It's not a mistake
It's a miscalculation of human proportions
I don't want to fall into the desert late each night
I'd rather die by the heat than by the quiet.

it's hard to keep going
when i could just keep sleeping

I can't find peace
The pain is a silence
That breathes inside of me.

Sometimes I feel
like a useless mass of space matter
Clumped together by ideas long ago tainted

I just do not understand
How the universe could be so against me
when I am the universe