I'm A Mess

All these threads and their knots 

All a mess inside my head 

I carry it with me all day long 

Someday living, someday dead. 

Why aren't they able to be figured out? 

I never understand anything at all. 

I want to climb inside and sit and try, 

But I'm afraid I can't go past the invisible wall.

This is an emotion I can't understand, 

This is a mess I want to adorn. 

But I can't help when I try to understand,

But give up and be forlorn.