A Reason

They say its just nonsense
The way i feel it's in competences
Only way out is to die but that’s the obvious
But y must i feel this way
Y can’t i just be a normal guy and move on my way
Its it ok to listen to everyday talk
Knowing that u think to much put u on a space walk
Got u day dreaming looking at the clock
Seems the only ya to stop this is to sit in a cellblock
Is it my fault that I never ever thought to talk?
Knowing that people might look at me strangely and flock
Look at my life its filled with many roadblocks
Spreads all over like the tail of a peacock
So dark so emotional but i can’t cry
Think i'm depleted of all the water that should be inside
Only think left is the pain no glory for I
So down, some times i just want to take my life
But I know that just my mind playing tricks on me
All i want is for it to let me be
Let me see things i wanted to see
Let me figure out a way to get thru these with ease
They say we only use 10% of our brain
What would happen if u used 100% everyday?
Would that be the reason for me to go insane?
I have to find the reason that makes me feel this way