I Am Hard To Figure Out
In my mind, I'm wandering around.
Sometimes it feels like the paths are clear; they're straight and well-lit... I know where I'm going, and how to get there.
Other times, they're dark and convoluted, and I'd get lost and confused.
Sometimes I've been lucky enough that someone has held my hand and helped me along. And even though we'd get lost, at least we'd be lost together.
It's those times when I'm stumbling alone that's the most difficult...
And when I do find a way out, I'm not even sure that it's where I want to be. Sometimes the darkness is more comforting.
Sometimes it feels like the paths are clear; they're straight and well-lit... I know where I'm going, and how to get there.
Other times, they're dark and convoluted, and I'd get lost and confused.
Sometimes I've been lucky enough that someone has held my hand and helped me along. And even though we'd get lost, at least we'd be lost together.
It's those times when I'm stumbling alone that's the most difficult...
And when I do find a way out, I'm not even sure that it's where I want to be. Sometimes the darkness is more comforting.
