Endlessly

Sometimes I feel like I can't put my feelings into words. I get carried away and everything gets mumbled together. It feels rushed and unthought of. It looks as though I don't have any feelings behind what I'm saying. I can be dramatic and overwhelming. I can be scarily silent and inconspicuous. One minute I'm happy and the next minute I'm sad. Nobody has ever really truly understood me. I dont think that I even understand me. I'm left in my own confusion, drifting endlessly through the space of my mind, searching for the star that will make me understand. But if space is related to my mind, I could be long dead before I ever figure out how to handle a person like myself.