Stuck

i am stuck where i arrive i don't ever know but when i'm there im just thinking when to go moving forward, feels a lot like going back and moving backwards slides me off my track i am stuck when i walk, i end up running into a fence when i talk, i never make any sense where i arrive i don't ever know but when i'm there im just thinking when to go i am stuck my sails are open, let the wind come fill me up but someone's out there screamin, "stay away from his cup" so i'm sinking, to the bottom with no treasure whose gonna search for something that's better off forgotten would you come out? and play with me im just a poor old boy who needs some company i am stuck