It's on my mind .
I want it to go .
Yet i want it to stay grounded with me .
Fight after fight after fight .
I don't know anymore.
I break every time , im alone
I burn every time
Im smoldering in cold heat
If the heat doesn't get me , i fear the cold will
So i am neither burning or freezing to death
I try to think
I scold ,
I chant , i chant and chant some more
Sometimes i think i am being ridiculous
Having so much grief about a person
Who doesn't give two figs
Alive or dead , it wouldn't matter
Ridiculous!
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