my mind wanders wonders to much
it runs wild
it runs
sometimes i sit back and it goes for to long
deep into story lines and alternate universes
to deep to misleading to real
and always it seems to pick the negative cosmos
the wicked order
never the happy ending
never the justly earned idea thought page
all i ever seem to find is the worst possible scenerio
the most horrific of events
why do i never get the girl in my own thoughts
why do i always end up the loser in my own imagination
if there were one place that i think i could win it would be in my head
but no know my mistakes seem to run deeper
farther
crossing more planes plains
i can't seem to let myself be happy
i'm to convinced that my heartache is all i will ever feel
even when i have a beautiful girl asleep in my bed head
i find the negative
i can't let it be so
entirely