head games

I've come to a point in my entire absurd existence-
that you can explain all that you'd like and nobody gets it.
You can scream every word that crosses your mind,
but somehow the point always seems to get left behind.
It's sucking the energy right out of my head.
I wish I could turn it all off, ignore it instead.
I get lost in my thoughts and lose what I'm saying.
People don't really care for emotional straying.
They'll block your voice and make you give in,
Torture you without remorse or guilt for this sin.
Probably, actually, they're unaware-
don't realize how obvious it is that you care.
Maybe they do but they don't understand
The effect of their dwindling attention span.
Wondering why everything's strangely obscene,
forgetting it, moving on to the next big thing.
It's as though they've conspired to keep you confused,
tricking your mind out of feeling abused.
Always vague and appearing to be fated.
Thinking "life's just this way," it's all how you take it.

~danyel koska