missing high tides

wish i could handle every complication
every burden, wish i knew it all.

but we ignore the red balloon
ignore the good

adapt to a lonely feeling
flaunt the jaded

exclaim indifference
while crying under the same incense

i'm not talking about you
no i'm not talking about anyone

i'm just singing a song
to fill the time

i'm just playing a sound
to listen to my own opinion

i'm just writing.
i'm talking.

to travel in mind
and forget circumstance

to wake up and find yourself on the same bed
you forgot to make last night.

stare at the same screen
examine all that you know

all that you're used to
and try to change it over and over

because i can't accept indifference
and i can't accept no change

and i won't let this get to me
because everything must move on

i'll climb a mountain in the trenches
one level higher than the last.

i don't know anything
but i'm trying

and that's how it always will be.