So Much to Say

The tears aren’t so hard to cry,
for all the years I fought to keep them dry.
The years keep on passing by,
and I’m still sitting on the fence.
Oh I’ve lost my sense,
I’ve lost my nerve.
They curved the path,
and I’ve begun to swerve.
And it’s been so absurd,
it’s been so obscene.
There’s been so much to say,
I can’t say what I mean.
The fears I forgot to fight,
for all the years I fought to not lose sight.
It’s clear that I’ve lost despite,
the fact that I’m both right and wrong.
And it’s been all along,
I’ve been all in thought,
and now I’m not so happy,
with the happiness I bought.
And if it’s all for naught,
or if it’s all for nor,
then why should I feel,
any better than before.
I’ve been seeking more.
I’ve been seeking me.
I’m surprised to say I see,
that there is something in between.
And it’s been so obscene,
it’s been so absurd.
There’s been so much to say,
I can’t say what I’ve heard.