Wonder Wander

I wonder how much hope i have bundled in the wrong idea...
I wonder what is really going wrong right now when i think its right...
I wonder what is in store for me, and for what i want, can i have it...
I wonder if you read this...
I wonder if anyone can tell where my words come from...
I wonder if i am too depressing, too happy, too critical, too... something....
I cant help but wonder....



But the more i wonder, the more i wander,
And the more confused i get...


I wonder what i can do and cant do, so then i wander into the territory of my unknown, and the more confused i get... You see because then i try to do what is right maybe after its too late, and
then feelings get hurt and silence begins and i am miserable again...



So maybe i should stop this stupid wondering that seems to cost me,
I am sick and tired of being taxed for being me...



I am running myself over, and over again...
But this is all too strong to be stopped, everything is too important to me,
So i continue the strength of my own disaster...
Killing me... all by myself...

Cant i change?...



Stop wondering steff.
Stop wandering steff.
Be normal.
Be someone else...
Become...



Sometimes, i simply hate me.