Wounds

Paranoid am I an android A checker in a game of chess<br>Out of place I’m from outer space better than being a pawn I guess<br>I am deep in thought but not having any deep thought I am frayed<br>Always beg to differ but never make a difference it’s not ok<br><br>Why does this feel so empty<br>Why do I feel so numb<br>Why do the days all seem to come undone<br>Unsung<br><br>Gladly I sit with Boo radley even he speaks in tongues to me<br>The cupboards bare why do I even care the entire worlds greek to me<br>I will play along but I’m longing to be played out I’m afraid<br>I am lonely even when I’m not alone in Disarray<br><br>Not asking for a handout<br>Not asking for rewards<br>I know there must be something more<br>Something more<br><br>Pseudo Panacea this wound won’t heal<br>A faux antiserum this wound will never heal<br>Anti Antiseptic this cut wont fucking heal<br>I have a hole in my soul a hole that needs filled