Lost My Heart

Sometimes I just sit and think,
Probably, the worst thing I could do.
I wonder about my life.
I wonder if any of it is really true.
Was the love I felt,
Just some sort of dream.
Are all things that actually feel good,
Not nearly as good as they seem.
Do people just say kind things,
Because they just want me to go away.
Or do they say them,
Because they actually want me to stay.
Do my feeling actually change every minute,
Maybe I just don't really know what I feel.
Or am I just "messed up",
Distorting all that is actually real.
Has my mind just let me drown,
With yet another discouraging day.
Has my heart found a better place to hide,
Somewhere far, far away.
Somewhere that it can not feel the pain,
Or the sorrow drilling its way through.
Where it can not be overcome anymore,
Not understanding what it has to do.