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Potential For Prosperity

Don’t Try

Page 45 of 1192 min read
Written
August 14th, 2019
Album
Stuck in My Mind

I’m so young but yet I’m so old

It’s so warm outside on the inside Its still cold

Couldn’t see what you wanted but yet It still sold

Everytime I open up my heart there’s still a big fold

You guys already have seen what I hide from all of the ones I love

You guys already seem to know that I try and ask for help from up above

I let them fill me with fires

I let them shock me like wires

Sometimes they get to my head

Let them keep me out of bed

Ya know, making me overthink everything you said

Making me get on the brink of getting mad

Making me shake and shiver when I’m getting sad

What I’m getting down to

Is that I have no control of my thoughts

My brain keeps taking tons of random stops

I keep my thoughts from others

That’s why I have so many covers

Because they can’t Handle it

They can’t stand it

They would leave me

For they can’t see me

they can’t free me

They think they can help

But they wouldn’t be able to even if they tried

if I tell them they did, I had lied

Because they don’t really know who I am

They don’t know how to see me through

When they try and understand me I try and tell them that’s a sham

Because no one understands me

I hardly understand me

I partly can’t stand me

So why should you love me when you know I would fight

when you know I would just cry

And fall behind like a kite

That was let go

that was not grown

That could not have flown

Because its holes and it’s string that’s so knotted

And then it’s burnt from all of these hot coals It just has to live with because nobody caught it

I know you think you can help me find the answer

But don’t try because I’m just a cancer

And incurable disease with no relief

And insatiable person that has no belief

Which makes it difficult to find anyone who would stay

And grab me when I’m floating away

When I’m struggling and can’t say

How I feel because Im so frayed

You’ll never get it

So stop trying to medicate it

stop trying, I’m giving you a warning

I’m a mess, With you I’m trying to be real

Because I’m just gonna let go of the wheel

Because I know that no one will understand how I feel


An absence of empathy. Sympathy gone. I couldn’t help but feel I was all alone. More alone then alone. Not even God felt close. Even though he was. I wrote this with pain in mind. Trying to tell others to stay away or they will get hurt.

The longest stretch of the book, and the loudest. Most of these carry a date and an album.