My Thoughts Wage War in My Head

When I was young,
I didn't worry about life.
I just kept moving on.
No worries about anything.
I was care free,
But now you turn and look at me,
I have a different view,
I am always thinking.

Too much thoughts...
Laying waste to me.
Burning in my head...
what is this supposed to be?
(What is this supposed to mean?)

I can't stop the thoughts,
Running around and 'round.
Telling me, things I'm not,
Running me to the ground.
Why can't I make,
The best of my life?
But I am holding on to,
The wrong side of a knife.

Too much thoughts...
Laying waste to me.
Burning in my head...
What is this supposed to be?
(What is this supposed to mean?)

What does life,
Want with me?
Do I have to,
Keep moving on?
Life wouldn't miss me.
It would keep moving...
Everything keeps moving...
Don't you see?