Roots

Sometimes all I do at times is think, It phases at times and mimics my blinks If I had it all id still wouldn't be me The essence of what I am calls for belonging Where I don't lose and inside feel like I wreak It's like I'm always missing a part of me, While the rest of the world consumes itself Til it's extinct I hold tight sometimes and force my thoughts not to dream those dreams A dark place inside me that just wants to burn it all away Til I'm free No longer can the world tell me what the hell I should be Or what I should pour down my stream as I drink... As if they knew it all like a mind controlling obominable freak Oh wait that's me isn't it? The one chained at the bottom of the sea..see Anchored with a anchor in the ground These are my thoughts until I bleed it out And Jack the bean stalk plants his beans And my soul becomes as an undying tree.