Temporary Insanity

You come in and tell me who I am
and where I'm supposed to be
and all these opinions pointed to the lesser
you say love is permanent
and this pain is only temporary
it'll get better one day
but one day turns to someday
and the care you once felt has vanished
in the words you held so high
you said we'd get by on your money
but they'll forget about you in the end anyways
mailboxes turn to people
in the mix of my vision
tomorrow is the only factor that matters
but the fact of the matter is it's not coming
I'd jump in front of a car if I knew for sure it would kill me
but the heart less I have is too weak
to f**k up someone else's life
so here I am drifting in the middle of some visionaries world
just a spec on the charts of statistics
another news cast
for the outcasts
they made it seem like it was real
"I'd drop anything and everything if I could make you feel"
so something other than empty
"you're too pretty to be full of nothing"
honestly did you think you could fix me?
it's tragic to believe the only loss of rotation would be the flow of my blood throughout my body
with no hesitation you drove to something better
not taking into consideration that maybe I wouldn't last the night in my lonesome
I don't blame anyone for not wanting to stay
but it doesn't stop me from feeling this way
I'm a masterpiece of lost
yet I don't want to be painted into something different,
or more beautiful
I'd just like to stand on a cloud
and look past all of this humanity
it's temporary gabby
its temporary insanity
fields of green
and a loss of connection
I'll ignore the new chances
to fall back down again
the only something I need to answer to at this point
is whatever makes the sky so blue
I stared so hard into it, it made me realize
the questions that'll never be answered
a shimmering story of this new found glory
I wish I wasn't this person
I wish for another brain
so they'll stop looking at me like with that look
with those "why are you being this way?" eyes
desperate for the person they thought I was
the one I'd like to always be
don't worry it's all gonna be okay
deep down I know there's only one way that'll be true
minutes til sunset and this is all almost over
they'll be no note
no self proclamation
of what I could have been had you all given me the opportunity
just a body without a soul
a missed channel
if only I was wearing something better for the big night
my one chance to finally get this right
is it still temporary?
is there still time?
I think I'd rather lose the game
than make another f*****g rhyme

Reviews

[Dead]

This is really really good

[Chris]

Temporary sanity is a b***h huh?

You said a hell of a lot into the silence
and I heard every thought again and again -
re-lived -
unasked questions, ungiven answers,
pictures and poses,
angers and tears,
all the damn shades of grey
...every goodbye.

Chris