Surrounded

I wrote a story in the book of life today

I turned the page and then

I turned and walked away

Cause what

I wrote was just symbolic of the time

I've been surrounded by another state of mind

You do this, to gain control

You say that, to make yourself feel whole

You say this, just to be kind

I see it's all just a waste of ******* time!

Sometimes the problems freeze the pen that's in my hand

No rules provided that will make me understand

And then I think about the notes that

I just took

I look around, then turn around, then close the book.

Cause I see the writing how it can be

I write this paragraph to tell me that

I'm me All rules provided, symbolic of the time

It keeps me from falling into another state of mind

I do this, to gain control

I do this, to make myself feel whole

I say this, not to be kind

I see it's all just a waste of ******* time!

STIGMA!!