Things are tangled and mixed up in my mind,
As if i'd been in a dryer, all hot and bothered, i can't sit still,
Thinking it will all cool down, but it never will,
Things aren't that simple,
One might even say, when are they ever...
As i sit and wonder how my life got so tangled, i can't seem to grasp the reason why i never asked myself this question before,
I might never know,
The only thing that i do know is that it is my own doing.
I have no one to blame but myself, my stupid, ignorant self..
Why did i play in darkness and try to stay clear of the light?
Why didn't i express my feelings instead of keeping them hidden from everyone's sight.
Maybe its because i don't no my own feelings, i don't know what i'm feeling inside,
Just frustration of not knowing what to do next with my meaningless life.