Frenzied Panic

When you just can’t stand to be around people anymore When you just can’t seem to scream loud enough When none of the thoughts make sense anymore When all the important thoughts conflict When you’re angered at all the talking and no action When you have all the energy in the world, but no strength When you just can’t seem to run fast enough When you just can’t seem to jump high enough When you just can’t seem to weep long enough When all the world’s done is let you down When everyone you’ve met has lied to you When you just can’t seem to hurt hard enough When nothing around you seems real When all the thoughts are just a burden And I just want to fly through space and Break through the confines of reality And, I swear I’m just going to jump through the glass Cause I just can’t seem to care anymore Cause I just happened to arrive too late And nothing I say is going to be original enough And I feel so trapped I can’t stand it And everything I ever do just seems so mundane And everyone around me is just too afraid To say anything that’s never been said and They keep all the interesting thoughts inside their head And I used to think if I listened hard enough, I could hear But now I know that to be untrue And all the classic books just take too much time that I just can’t seem to grab But, I know I have And all my patience has just worn too thin And I think it strange how much I can relate to all the people everyone seems to hate And I used to think if I could just try hard enough or accomplish enough, I’d be satisfied And now I know that to be untrue And I just can’t seem to make the music loud enough And I’m frustrated because I know I’ll never know everything And everyone seems content will their small lives, and won’t admit they’re not And it makes me mad when I just can’t seem to relate to other people And I just can’t seem to describe well enough, exactly what I want Because nothing I want exists And everything around me seems so mythical and no one else seems to appreciate it And I’m only content in my dreams And I’m mad because I just don’t have a strong enough imagination anymore To make up the things that I want And I just wouldn’t trade an ounce of this “insanity” for all the sanity in the world Because I’m just crazy enough to believe that everyone and everything is crazy except me.This was written about 7 months ago...very disorganized and unfocused, but I felt like I was going crazy that day and decided to write. Not great, I know, but I like parts of it so I'll post it anyway. Written November 27th, 2001 © on Nov 26 2001 03:52 PM PST   0 • 1