bobbing in confusion-n done with the b.s.

numb mind searching in between the glory & the confusion for answers i may never find. walking & kicking in locked doors to find that reveal absolutely nothing, i'm lost inside my mind. backs sliding down the walls as i spin out of control without a chance in hell to figure this shit out. losing the thought process of everything i've learned in a sort time of my dying & hurting inside out. heads heavy enough that the hands can't seem to hold it up anymore, as if it's given up. swinging from left to right, bobbing in the confusion of everything i was told as i believed & thunk. swollen & clouded the mind is tired & alone in it's own time of misunderstanding & misfortune. & lately i feel it's time has expired on thoughts of all the bullshit that's not worth the sound of my tune. ringing in places i never knew existed deep within the wasted lost space i don't seem to use. & i've had my run of it in ways a man should never stoop as i fell, landing upright as usual just to see how short the fuse.