Saturday, May 14, 2016

Complicated

As a younger kid I wanted to grow up.
As a teenager I still want to grow up.
But why does life have to get so complicated?
All I ever wanted was friends and some love.

I see what happens around me.
It's so real, so why does it feel like a game?
I have feelings; its not like I'm dead inside.
So why can I take the perspective of a game?

In elementary school friend problems were tattlers.
In high school friend problems are mistakes made.
So why does everything have to get so complicated?
All I want is to help those in need of someone dependable.

But sometimes screw ups happen.

I see what happens around me.
It's so real, so why does it feel like a game?
I have feelings; its not like I'm dead inside.
So why can I take the perspective of a game?

Yeah I gravitate to the "underdogs".
I think they should see themselves as awesome dogs.
It's never too late to change. Never too late to pick a new course.
And sometimes it's perfect as is.

I see what happens around me.
It's so real, so why does it feel like a game?
I have feelings; its not like I'm dead inside.
So why can I take the perspective of a game?

It's because sometimes feeling is too much.
Sometimes turning it into mere calculations clears my head.
Sometimes I need a different perspective for clarity.
And sometimes I just need to check out.

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