When you say you understand,
do you?
Do you truly understand how it feels
to be completely trapped inside yourself?
Can you even begin to comprehend
how high my hopes get
about things I know
I'll never even achieve?
Then,
there I go,
once again
tripping,
I crash face first
into the hardest
concrete of my life.
I don't have much to offer,
I've got nothing to offer the real world,
whatever that is.
I know, I offered you myself
and at one time that was enough
but now I'm not so sure.
I offer the world my words,
it doesn't have to listen,
it just has to lay them out
for someone to see,
but until then. . .
