As my mind slips into the void my thoughts are discarded like a cloud dropping rain dark and extremely overcast My mind tries to focus on the expression of your tongue but you make no sense just a dialect of jargon into you own beliefs Is it any wonder I pay no attention to such the simple and elementary thoughts that you preach I can not devour you text of happiness only can I eavesdrop on your complaints of mine finding none. My dreary dismal days conflict with you rays I'm not the one here who stand the mistake reality to me is not your fake beliefs