I think of the questions I'm afraid to ask
Of the feelings I've been taught are useless
I think of the chances I never took
Of every mistake that set me back
I think of every moment, every laugh & tear
I remember everytime I spoke up
Every time I was told to shut up..
In those moments rests my deepest fear..
I enjoy the topics that are uncomfortable
God or no God or right and wrong
If the world is in chaos
Well, I don't have much to lose..
Just like you..
The thing I worry of more than most..
The thought that keeps me up most nights..
Is how staying quiet and taking the pain..
Has such a lethal hand in stopping change..
This haunts my waking hours most severely..
The fear defining my deepest terror though..
Even while protected by my silent nights..
Is of the world staying the same..
Nothing could ever be more insane..
Than it just staying the same..
Than a lasting lack of true and real change..
Than this continued onslaught of pain..
A world of no rhyme for no reason
Where the only solace is often in the rain..
It can't be crazy to feel this way..
I can't truly be insane..
For me this is the only sane way to feel..
Reality is just too Unreal..