Passing Thoughts

A Poem by Ethan Talby

Some days I wake up feeling exhausted
Wondering if I've really lost it
It feels like the world is against me
And people are trying to drain me
I'm pushing myself for their sake
For who am I to tempt fate?
What effect will I have
When I'm just who I am?
What can one man do
When staring into what's true?
I hate hearing people's opinions on art
When the message doesn't even reach their heart
Treating wise words like a supply
They analyze instead of apply
But I apologize if I seem on the defense
But this is the only area that makes sense
And I swear if I sat alone inside me
No one would sit down beside me
Am I just too much to handle?
Is my friendship a gamble?
But I must admit I enjoy some time alone
Staring at this world from home
Even though we all need our co-pilot
When alone, I know things won't get violent
That's not to say I'd deny company
So long as it doesn't exceed occupancy
Maybe these words have no meaning and will fall
Though if I don't I won't remember them at all
I feel like my neurons are tied up in a knot
While sitting on this bus having Passing Thoughts