When You're All Alone

How come when
You're all alone
Thoughts drift through your head
That wouldn't normally be shown
Things that you don't want to think about
Things about your life and your home

How come it seems
No matter how hard you try
Once they start, they won't be denied
Almost as if they had a mind of their own
And they're trying to make your head their home

To me these thoughts
Used to come few and far between
But it seems lately now
They're always trying to be seen

Whenever I'm at home
Sitting in my room
I start to think about
These things much too soon

They frustrate me like nothing else
They pry at my brain for answers
And because I don't have them
I just want to cry
For I hate it when answers
To me are denied

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