atlas ii: prose and verse

it feels so heavy
to carry around anymore
without someone else
to carry it for

it feels so strange
to carry on my own
without somebody
without a home

i have days when i don't want to go on
and everything just feels wrong
and i have to be so strong
but nothing can help me

i have days that just seem to go on
and everything just blows on by
and this little life becomes a lie
and nothing can help me

i just want to love somebody
not just anybody
just want to love somebody
not just anybody

i want someone who sees the world a different way
i want someone who makes the most of every day
i want someone who finds the joy in little things
and all the pieces fit in place

i want someone who loves to dance
to take a chance
to take the weight off my shoulders
and kill the lie weighing down this little life

am i supposed to realize
that all that's in me
am i supposed to come to grips
with being so lonely

am i supposed to carry the weight of experience
and understanding everywhere i go
there are no such things as little moments
if you know you know

you don't have to carry the weight of the world
when you find the right kind of girl
she'll make you feel like you're doing enough
and you don't have to always be so tough

you don't have to carry the weight of the world
when you find somebody to carry it for
she'll make you feel like an open door
isn't that worth going on for?

do you feel like the weight of the world
is crushing you like a little pearl
sitting alone on the ocean floor
who even am i to ask for more?

it feels so heavy
weighing me down
steady beat in my heart
doesn't make a sound

it feels so heavy
to carry this load
without somebody
to take it home

it feels so heavy
with just what i've got
i know it isn't much
but it feels like a lot

it feels so heavy
but i've got to move on
i don't like complaining
but i just feel lost

lost in the forest of a forgotten dream
won't somebody tell me what it all means?
lost in the melody i hear in my head
i want to write it down but i forget i forget

is there anyone out there
who has days like i do?
do you ever feel like
nothing can help you?

i do i do i do i do i do what do i do

all this confusion
this swirling noise
at least i've got dignity
at least i've got poise

all this excitement
running in the wild
at least i've got poetry
at least i'm inspired

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