Unfulfilled Potential

My words can’t translate The eyes of the world wait Hesitation catches in my throat I can’t read or see Something else has control of what I’ll be Stumble around in the dark space I occupy My life flips across my mind What shall become of me? These forces are forcing a blank that is drawn The interpretation of my thoughts has come to a pause Where is my remedy? My emotions and soul aren’t on one accord The actions I take make less sense than a chessboard What shall become of me? I turn to the elders that know less I turn to a world of lunatics and madmen Do you know what I see? Insanity