I write very little, almost never, but i just felt like sharing...

Shits too funny, shits too serious

Most of it overwhelms me to a point

So i try and stay oblivious

Nothing i can hold to my core

And no one to love when I'm sore

I feel the shame of my thoughts

And the feel of my distraught

What can he say to himself at times like these

Most likely over justifying himself

And loosing his power of thought

At a moments notice the songs change

He's pleased momentarily

Until the tunes die off, along with his love.