When you know you know because your thinking of how you feel and the confusion makes you laugh hysterically-- that's when you know you are me, right now.
When I keep speaking keep listening don't know why I want to but I do.somehow.

Exploring: exciting. Smiling it's fun.
This thrill so enticing, in my head emotions run. Why when how--logic? Gone though much needed.
Who what where--technologic thoughts not heeded.
New thoughts new all, an escape without thinking.
But this lack of seeing it kills me,
in sinking.
I don't know what is hidden,
What's behind the clouded eyes.
Playful? Maybe frightening? But why the disguise?

To ponder or not to, that is my question. But still I am worried,
is this beyond my comprehension?