i can't see outside,
the sky is burning,
i'm finding easy ways to hide,
from the madness i live in,
all the feelings i have forced myself to find,
if you like it, you won't be the only one,
i've found all this time,
i can't decide how it should be spent,
it's not best for me, but it works for you,
i grin and go along,
i came here to find a piece of mine,
something i can belong to,
your stories are always shorter,
damn your logic, and sensible ideas,
my unconventional selection,
you're staying much longer than i'm accustomed to,
where is this leading, what does this mean?
does it even mean anything?
for a straying heart to grow strong,
it's funny to want what i denied endlessly,
what i never saw has blinded me incredulously.