how can all my caring get so abused?
how could it all not mean anything?
how could i feel so much when nobody else does?
how can the superficial mean more than the truest meanings?
how can what everyone else tells me mean more than what I feel?
how can the most important things in the whole world get ****** by others?
How can we let it?
How can friends,school,religion and even parents so misguide us away from our greatest treasures,our self, our loves, our passion, our music, our art, who we really are?
how can the truth you've spoken get so twisted and turned into something else?
how can 1000's of precious times get wiped out by a few rough ones?
How can the greatest loves a person can have be smahed down by those who don't know love, who don't know what's precious, who don't know what truly means something in this world?

I want to go
Nowhere,
But everywhere too.

In my dark hours
I jumped in the car and drove.
No idea where
Or what direction
But I just went,
Through neighborhoods,
Wandering around...

Got a text:
Where are you?
But I was lost and wanted to stay that way,
So off went the phone.

Music up
Louder than it should have been
Everything from U2 to Awolnation
To Pink Floyd and more -
Just driving,
Wandering,
Trying to figure out what to do.

Depression is stupid.
Taking what we knew to he ourselves
And cracking it up like a car accident,
Spitting it out to roll down te highway
And get smahed into pieces.
But it's the story of my life.

What would the genre be?
Tragedy? Comedy?
Such a strange thought that
I could have some control over it...
To make it a comedy
And drive off the bridge before me.
But I was too afraid I would live.

After hours of tears
And years of hurt unraveling,
I pulled into a place far, far away from home
And pretended I didn't exist.

I went where I wanted to go.