my world..

In my own world..
Trying to catch up wit
History..
In ever single eye
There lyes
Mystery..
Why does it seem that
Whats good... is
Really suga coated
Misery..
I feel for me..
Cause unfoutanaly..
I cant separate
The two
Red from blue
Me from you..
False and true..
So many contradictions
So how do I make my
Subscription
Tired of predicting
Direction..
Need some clearity..
Whats for my eyes to see..
The inner me seems trap in..
Insecutities
Fighting with a heart
That don seem like it belongs to me..
But what really does..
Everthing that is givin to you..
Seems to be taken..
Or either mistaken..
For something conveint..
Meaning nothing in the end..
Defeding this world I live in..
For I know all the rules
Trails and tribulations..
Im comfortable with confontation?
Is ok to have no sensation?
Relations?
...this is how its suppose to be...
.....well maybe for me.........