I'm Conflicted.

Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable,
you twist to fit the mold that I am in.
But things just gets so crazy living life gets hard to do,
& i would gladly hit the road get up & go if i knew -
that someday it would lead me back to you.
Singing someday it would lead me back to you.

I feel no sense of accomplishment,
for i have accomplished nothing.
I am suffocating with all the complexities coming my way,
& drowning in all these feelings so unknown.
So unknown - were they?
Perhaps not so,
for there is a sense of familiarity somewhere & only a person in self-denial would know.

We're strangers no less & friends no more.

& i would draw a line to define that boundary to keep you out,
but what good would that do?
You'd cross over with nothing less than effortless,
with nothing more than just an inch within your foot.

You gotta leave me alone,
for i'll crumble if i'm with you.
I'm dangling on a thin rope of hope,
& it's gonna snap,
soon.
So let go,
please?

Please let go.