Confessions of an Idllyic Mind

Lonely Wall

I see the stars each night -
I know I will be great;
I feel people's Pain and Passion.

But why can't I help me?

I'm around people -
My mind is blurred as the surface of the ocean;
I talk, but I'm gone
With the winds with no direction.

But why can't I help me?

There isn't love or trustI can willingly give back -
I've been offered gold and diamonds;
But I seem very unhappy.

Why can't I help me?

Life could be crude -
Life could be adventurous;
Life could mean "live",

But why can't I help myself?

I am shelter when others feel pain -
I am comforting when approached;
I am loved by the world.

Why can't I love myself?
Why can't I feel other people's joy?

Some might call me selfish -
Some might call me stupid;
But if only they could feel my pain,
But if only they understood.
I never wished to be sad -
No one would.
But that is what I'm going through -
I know things would get better;
I would feel like a baby again,
I would watch the sunrise
With someone I might fall in love.
But till then,

Why can't I help myself?