It's like graphic art the way your body jumps into my mind
Good thoughts and bad thoughts simply intertwine
With great desires and bad wants
I am forced to decide what will help my survival
Because I am damned if I do and damned if I don't
I have no idea what this is and it's quite staggering
To intake and not be able to breathe
To take a step, but unable to see
To feel such a way for that one somebody
That doesn't even know or see me
It's like a pill the way your name gets caught in my throat
It's like me taking a shotgun and shooting the bottom of my boat
It's like a cup of cold tea, the taste so stagnant and unpleasant
But this is what I feel upon my awakening
I have no idea what this is, what it means, and what you have to do with it
But I can say this now, I admit I'm confused
Like a pen, I let the ink spill on the tablet without knowing exactly what I'm going to say
Like a blank piece of paper, I see the words, and know they can't be erased
No way to mitigate the situation and it's hurting me so
That I have no idea what this is
Someone please let me know...
Dag...I know it's gotta be you