Accept Me

I think too much. None of it makes sense. Or maybe it just has nowhere to go. So many thoughts and opinions. Nowhere for it to go. Lost in the depths of my mind. Floating to the surface, then placed in the back again. Thoughts for today, tomorrow or even yesterday. Plans for the future. Opinions from the past. Escaping the present to dream toward reality. Moments for babble. Useless information. Important discussion. Random sentences. Just wanting to be heard. Just wanting to be ignored. Words screaming out. Just a simple whisper. It's all there. It's all unsaid. Unheard. Overlooked. Rejected. Ignored. It's all the same. It's how they are. So much to say. So little time. Hear me out. From the inside. I'm more than just skin. I'm not hollow. Listen.