Paper and Print

lots of thoughts all the timewondering about this heart of minestinking thinking way too muchlosing life's eternal touchbattle rages in my mindeyes glaring not too kindthis is wrong that is goodwhy is it so misunderstoodeverything's fine on paper and printno one gets the inside hintthoughts rage and fight to dieI sit too often just asking whylife's a mystery unbeknownst to meno one will listen none can see