Won't You Eat at me Me, Away. As you cannot hear, Or see, These common thoughts Have no more meaning And bliss Has long since forsaken me This pen Has lost its ink, Can you not see? You think I am mad You say I am mad But there, There you are. The wind has been shifting too quickly, And passing through a filter; It has no meaning, The air is futile. In the dark sky. I fly through the vapors, As the shadows encircle me And I stab the hidden air, Where no sunlight dares to be What silent gravity is this? That pulls my soul back down to earth While pushing back has lost its sense, I cannot help but wonder how… How pointless struggles Have sought out the earth. And seized the minds Of every man And I can't help but wonder If I'm the only one that's left Or has this mind of mine, Thought too hard…