Fear of Being Wrong

Underwent a sharp transformation
Same changes; different time and place
But nothing is coming in to view
Got bent on self-deprecation
Cynicism beats humiliation
How long before the words are just overplayed?
How long before these words just get in my way?

I feel like feeling's just another way
Of bleeding out before I find the words to say
I didn't bother to think this through

And I feel like love is just another day
Of holding on to absurd constructs and claiming it's not faith
What can not be
And shouldn't be
But is for you

And there's nothing more to this
That I can see
So there's nothing more to this
decisively

And art's just a symptom of impotence
Bliss without reason is meaningless
Compassion is a symptom of early narcissism
And this is an elaborate defense mechanism

But I feel like feeling's just another way
Of letting all the blur of chemicals dictate
I won't even bother to think this through

I feel like feeling in another way
I think I've lost the logic anyway
I feel like
I think I'm
Losing sight of why