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I am so esoterically hard to understand
Do not ask me to explain myself
I too often can be a stranger to myself
I am not like anyone else I know
Understanding that there must be a reason
To know them I’ve been left so many times
In my lifetime that I leave to keep from being left
Don’t ask me why, I can not explain myself
Relationships are like gambling
Either I’ll win or I’ll lose so far I’ve crapped out
I have artistic issues with subjected views
Most things that are laughed about
I am not amused I hang glide in my own sky
Sometimes I get tired of holding on
So I let go and fall into something else
20 dollars worth of quarters on my table
I like a lot of change I get bored
Looking at the same things
There is no explanation for my
Hurts, habits and hang-ups
My hellos, highs, lows and been there be fore’s
I’ve turned over a new leaf it’s still a leaf
No heads no tails from a tree, like me it fell
Like a pin it dropped not a sound was heard
It’s just not enough pages to tell you more
