Even though I feel like crying
Can I still say I'm doing fine
So don't have to talk about the way I'm feeling.

Somewhere the world is dieing.
Somewhere the world is living.
But right here, right now, my world is not moving,
So why should I?

Confusion reigns once again
Countless times I try to untangle
The workings of my mind
The proceedings of life
Inertwindings of time
People and place
Mixed together in my mind
Disparity of guided direction
and the flow of reality