Just Can't

There are so many question marks that won't erase. Only faded ones from all of our hypothesis. And when they're gone all the bad stuff seems to fade away. I can't read but I know what to say.

You can plant some seeds but don't eat them. Just sit back and stress out for no reason.

I just can't do it for anybody else. I just can't do it.

There are so many feelings that aren't awake. We're better off with them in quiet, blissful, dormant states. And if they wake, they come alive with too much sense. The problems start and we lose our defenses.