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Fools Gold
I have no idea where I am going with this.
Its crazy how many feelings can swirl in your head.
And you can't map out a damn thought racingthrough your mind.
I don't get it. I am strung out over small problems
When the bigger ones go unnoticed.
Maybe I am just wishing for someone to take notice.
I am thinking far to much. For the scencerios that provoke it.
In all honesty I just wish for simplicity.
A sturdy foundation that won't collapse under me.
A descent nights rest in aneed that's not empty.
Thats about all I really need.
Ill even go hungry.
I guess that's just the fool in me.
