Escaping Ones Own Mind Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

I'm so tired of writing this sad song.
Give me something happy.
Give me the perfect ending instead of a tragedy.
I doubt anyone can keep up not with the way my mind buzzes to the left to the right.
A constant hum on the tongue.
I just woke up and it's already going.
The freight train that doesn't stop not for anything or anyone.
By the time I drink my coffee there
is another one.
Why do my emotions pour out when I can barely express myself any other way.
Why am I drawn to this.
Why do I feel it's absolutely necessary.
Why does it always make me feel better.
Why can't I say to her, to him, to them how I ever truly feel.
Why do I hide in this shell that's not even real.
Why is it that the pens ink never runs dry.
Even when's it's a conversation with my self.
Why am I so socially distant even when there people having a good time in the very next room.
Why do I have the urge the fix thing that aren't mine to fix.
Why does my empathy only show it's self behind closed doors.
Why is it when I look in the mirror I see someone I don't even recognize.
Is he me, am I him.
So full of vigor and vim.
God it feels good to pretend.
But when is it time to stop crossing that divide.
Who gets to decide what counts and what's a waste of time.
Just another crease thrown into the mind.
Passing my crown to you.
You think it's easy, you wear it, you bare it as the wieght gets heavier by the day.
Because I think I need step away.
For second, for a moment, a vacation ones own inner eyes.