People making guesses about the world
Hopping they are right, making craps shoots in the dark
Independent thought and action scrutinized for every detail
Lost in a sea of ideas and emotions in a battle of thought
Over thinking and over reacting to every little detail
Standing there listening to every remark input and criticism
Only being drowned out by the endless stream of questions
Pacing a mile a minute though your head like horses on a stampede
Hoping to find the answers looking high, low, left and right
Ever to be left wondering and waiting for someone to say I have them all
Right here.
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