I like to make things complicated...
I like to over analyze things to where my eyes are closed at night but I’m not sleeping
To where I’m talking to you but I’m not hearing you
To where the words I want to say turn into nothing
I don’t know why I over analyze things but I do, it’s hard not to when You never know anyone’s true intentions.
You could want to believe somebody and truly trust them, but the words they say you doubt.
It starts off with a doubt, then the moment plays in your head over and over again like a song stuck on repeat.
You tell yourself I’m crazy and your friends agree but in the back of your mind that doubt you had is now a false reality that you can’t help but believe.
It makes you sick, it makes your mind go up and down like your high off speed, or acid... but in reality that little whisper you hear everyday telling you your right just turns into loud screams.
So yes, I like to make things complicated and maybe I dig to deep.... but When it comes to the whispers, the doubt, or my gut feeling I’ve never been wrong which is what scares me.