The One Who Won't Stop Waiting

The feeling of waiting.
I wonder.."Does it ever really go away?"
Sometimes I just wish all of this would stop.
Everything that I think..I start to feel. And it eats away at me.
Everything inside me is uncertain and unknowing.
Unendingly questioning every existence.
Every thought, every word, every feeling.
Every thing.

And I wait for it to pass. But it never does.
You never find what you're waiting for
because eventually there will be something else to wait for.
The cycle that is infinity.

And sometimes I think that maybe...we will never disappear.
Maybe it's impossible.
When it's possible my brain is my own expanding universe.

The Pretentious

The secrets that are eating away at our insides,

The smiles we use to look happy when really we're sad, 

The cover-up's, and the masks to hide just who we are..

Make us different, and interesting. 

Then I think that it would be better if these things came out,

instead of letting them tear you to pieces.