I am not the man I need to be
and this weighs heavy on my heart...
Being not sure of what it is
or what I need, sends me running fast after nothing...
Moments of desperate longing filled with selfish wants,
leaves me more empty then before...
I can see the future and that makes me scream...
Lacking,
Needing,
Skipping forward, I at last give into the fact I can't...
Remember, I have been there.
And you have not...