the whole thought of it is useless
i think too hard
i'm clay
you're so controling
it feels like i'm a slave to you
i'm blinded by everything
including the honest truth
my mind is forever pondering it
i ramble about you constantly
there's no reason to either
i'm the elder
but i'm the opposite
there is no making sense of this
if anyone can its you
i'm ignorant
there are too many possibilities and what ifs
i stay up late writing
wondering
how can you make me feel
so stupid?