Something Unknown

What’s missing?

Living life, but something is always missing

Achieving goals,

But something is always missing

Why are you setting these goals?

Are you setting them for the right reasons?

What do you really want?

And why can’t you ever get it?

Is this uncertainty pathology?

Is it all in my head?

Am I crazy?

It’s scary, because for once it’s not about my future.

I can no longer pin it on that

But what is it?

Being busy, is almost like beautiful ignorance

You can justify not looking

Not trying to understand

You drown the feeling in excuses

Constantly looking for something to blame

Try and use something to just stop thinking

Because for that moment you have the excuse

But if you focus on it too hard

Your heart starts to race

And you begin to lose composure

Because it’s so overwhelming to think about

It’s staring right at you, but you can never see it

Fuck