Out Of Focus

Dwelling on what's wrong
But what's so wrong with right?
That little voice inside your head
It keeps you up all night.

Toss and turn,
Your body's tense;
Fears echo through the night.
What if this? What if that?
Your mind's screenplay
Spells disaster.

Make believe
Catastrophies
That record
Won't stop skippin.

Happiness is so short lived
Frustration is consistent.

Pity the fool,
The failure is you.
In solitude you're crying.
Head filled with doubt.
There's no way out,
What's the use of trying?

You look out the window
Up to the sky
You throw your hands up
And yell "Please God Why?"

Grey clouds drift away
The sun shines on you.
Trees seem to dance
And the sky is so blue
Birds happily sing
Their sweetest songs.
It is then you realize
That your focus was wrong.