The Other Side of Me

Today was a sunny irony begging to be
the epitome of my 4 seasons of  tragedy
I can hope until my mind silently chokes
My might and will valiantly sidestrokes
Complications from days bringing shades of grey
Who knows the answers and if they’re waiting to change
The real me, apart from delusions of grandiosity
I wake up and everyone’s gone except for perplexity

Where are you have you left me again/
This time I’d like to have an explanation/
When you disappear I can’t find the thin air/
I need you here with me to watch and compare/

Where are you have you left me again/
There’s no time to use my imagination/
Reappear and undo the damage you’ve done/
This game you play hasn’t even begun/

Take a stand for something that I can believe
In the end, my courage can’t even perceive
If my room is Alcatraz or some other disease
Uneasiness won’t give me the  covet of relief
When you sneeze, I hope to catch a reason or two
In the air, a sense of imitating the style of your ruse
Will the beat leave me and let you come back
I’m still here, listening to the sound of your track

Now and Then are used to describe your reprieve
Come again, don’t let me feel this bereaved
My boiling point is only a conversation away
From turning pressure into another hideous display
A ball of fury wrapped into each one of my fists
I’m alive, but my mind questions if I even exist
Mediocre days add to confusion within my soul
Where are you to help me reach for my goals