Here alone to myself, speaking loud echos in my head,
So alive with inspiration, though my motivations are dead,
With a heart so strong my weakness flare,
A curse to always have a word to spare,
A infliction of souls conviction, I'm supposed to bare,
I'm supposed to grow away , and feel everything though I wish you knew I care.
This distance keeps reminding me, how this life isn't fair,
My tongue could say a million words to you, though my intentions never clear,
I keep telling myself it's not your fault, but my own that nobodies here,
Somehow I continue pushing away, then wonder why no interest is near,
I fed my own sorrow, as I gave life to my deepest fear,
My tragedy spelled out by every tear, as real to me as they appear, words that refuse to disappear.
I stay in my head, it's so right and its wrong, some may call it weakness, some might mistake it as strong,
Either way I'm still right here, just laying this song,
Letting the world know the feelings, of a soul that cant belong.
©justin_ur
J