Synapsis

It's always night when I'm here in this place
Same reflection in the window of the same old face
Letters on the keyboard that my hands retrace
Just a 20 where I come to state my case
Watch the cars fly by along the street
Moving too fast for a suburban beat
The night time creature search for something to eat
And I'm instantly on my feet
Looking at the bright white screen
Knowing I could be kind, sarcastic or mean
Thinking about how to shatter the scene
In a flash went to now from being a teen
Just wondering about the future in an open way
Not really thinking about the next day
Other thoughts soon fade away
The night sky looks gray
Take a deep breath and try to empty my mind
Would others care if I put these thoughts online
Could I be bold enough to share mine
I never have the courage for much I find
I feel determined sometimes to rhyme my thoughts
Loose meaning as a result no matter the cost
So does it really matter what I've lost
The skin on my arms becomes embossed
If nothing makes sense here my job is done
I've lead you to here so the battle is won
And all this rambling just goes on and on
Lord knows what else it would spawn
The stupidity that some thoughts are worth
As valuable as a grain of dust floating across the earth
Until that little thought might reach it's berth
And bring to all a state of mirth
I don't know poetry can't write a song
But I'm aware of my thoughts all along
Don't know where I fit in or where I belong
I just know what I feel is right is usually wrong
Interesting what we place value on
Interesting what we follow
Interesting how we use our minds
Interesting the trash we keep.