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Emotional Code
I feel strange
Today like every day, realization
Haunts me, taunts me
Inside and outside
No one
Knows how I’ve been suffering
I could easily write ten thousand pages to describe it
Like it’d ever go away.
If I knew what to do
Knew how to act, respond, feel, do
Everything wouldn’t have turned out this way
What a mess a little emotional spill makes
A mess not a lot of ordinary things can clean up
Weak hearts crumble suffering minds
And I’m weak and suffering, about to crumble
Not noticing my emotional code on the table.
!! It could have answered my questions !!
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Note: I think this was written around October 2001. It has actually very
little significance, wrote it
during a particularly passionate-about-nothing mood.