Therapy

Constantly contemplating 
This life transitionally 
What's next, who's next
Why this and Why that
Is this much out of my control?

There's got to be more
More that ebbs and flows
Where's the life that glows
Tire of being unsatisfied
All the hypocrisy and lies

Frustrated w/ greed and the self-righteous
(Knowing this might be me)
Expectations of a life that's thought to be
It can't be this  or that you see
Pressure of the outside folding in
Breath is short and coming to an end

This is my Therapy 
Constantly contemplating
This life alway transitioning
The soul wants more
Rages upon pages

Bleeding ink as one thinks
No one is hearing me
And that makes this book the only one listening...