I always write
It makes me feel alive
when I feel deprived
Deprived of the world
How so much there is
But yet so I lack
Like the wave that calms
Or the eyes that you see
They show me what I want to be
But then why do I sit
And blankly stare
In this empty room
With each day if feels more bare
I guess I kinda get it
I'm in parallel
In my mind or a head
Is where I am instead
Why not my soul though
Is my very thought
That's what could make this stop
But as long as it's here then it will stay
No there but I wish it was away
So why not move is the next guess
But I'm stuck here
Right where I stare
At the wall which won't give in
In to these blunt lies I tell
Why aren't they the ones unwell
Yet I'm still in parallel
Parallel to my thoughts
That won't shut up
Or stop the memories
That are now messed up
Oh how I plead it stop
I'm so done with this stuff
Everything inside is going to erupt
Or at least that what it feels
As if I'm spinning on a wheel
That won't ever stop
Heading towards doom
And this very room
That haunts these very words
Though what am I saying
Don't I sound so absurd
These words that look like nonsense
That to me means so much more
That make me look so unwell
I guess you were right
I really am in parallel
