Lost inside my soul
Can’t decide where to go
My body’s one immense thunderstorm
Answered through science but some myths are wrong
The rain precipitates and the sky claps loud
The angels are out bowling now
The cold and hot have met as one
Yet still a mystery just as my feelings
That have symptoms so conspicuous
Yet still vacant
And tactics to help people such as I out
Yet these tactics are useless
And I am still a mystery to me
And if I don’t understand myself how could anyone else understand me
Anyone outside this confusion rolling in waves of sound inside my head
And my body shakes under the pressure to know myself inside and out
But I never knew there was a scar on my knee
And I don’t know why there’s not scars inside me
And without understanding how can one accept
Because this world is so worked up on goddamn acceptance
Like accepting your fate at the hands of such uninspiring God’s
And accepting the world for that which it is when that which it is is nothing
But a blank piece of paper and God threw us one black pen
Except I’ve been using that pen to doodle perfect lives
And now it’s all run out and life is not perfect and my paper is a lie
So my life’s a lie with no acceptance
And without acceptance
I am alone