My Sanity and Insanity
I Do
floating in a space i don't know or like,
reasoning with the judge of my life,
i hear them say, "if only you could feel my pain,"
i know the answer. i do.
thinking thoughts of thinking things out,
wandering and wondering,
i thought i knew what it was like,
i thought i understood. i do.
instead of seeing, i'm weeping, and sleeping,
i'm leaking blood, like a central core,
i wish i didn't like what i know,
i wish i didn't know what i like. i do.
i care, and carry for caring carriers,
i wish i loved you, i wish i knew you,
without you, i know who i'm not,
but i still know i was wrong. i do.
you were in my dream and my dream was in you,
i came together like the Beatles say,
putting pieces back together,
i think i know what i wish i didn't. i do.
can't you see, when you're in my eyes,
i wish my vision was 20/20,
but it's not, and so it's hard to see,
it's hard to see what i see. but, i do.
do you care? or am i wasting my time?
should i stop now? i think maybe i should.
i shouldn't slow, or go, so i must stop,
but at the same time i don't feel red. yes, i do.
reasoning with the judge of my life,
i hear them say, "if only you could feel my pain,"
i know the answer. i do.
thinking thoughts of thinking things out,
wandering and wondering,
i thought i knew what it was like,
i thought i understood. i do.
instead of seeing, i'm weeping, and sleeping,
i'm leaking blood, like a central core,
i wish i didn't like what i know,
i wish i didn't know what i like. i do.
i care, and carry for caring carriers,
i wish i loved you, i wish i knew you,
without you, i know who i'm not,
but i still know i was wrong. i do.
you were in my dream and my dream was in you,
i came together like the Beatles say,
putting pieces back together,
i think i know what i wish i didn't. i do.
can't you see, when you're in my eyes,
i wish my vision was 20/20,
but it's not, and so it's hard to see,
it's hard to see what i see. but, i do.
do you care? or am i wasting my time?
should i stop now? i think maybe i should.
i shouldn't slow, or go, so i must stop,
but at the same time i don't feel red. yes, i do.
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