What do you know?

What do you know? What do you think you know about me About those mornings made of cracked glass If this or that still stands upright I pretend to believe it “All it takes is…” you always say As if the world came with an instruction manual But what do you know of my thoughts falling all at once into the same drawer What do you know of my chaos, my disorganization When my body says “go on” And my soul slams the brakes What do you know of my unsync Of my actions colliding Of the pull of my soul And of the destruction of hope I miss the train, I miss the hours, I miss myself in the mirror I promise I’m coming and then vanish between two lists never written You see excuses I see pieces of myself falling to the floor You want to fix, to glue back together, But you don’t hear the glass screaming What do you know of my chaos, my disorganization When my body says “I’m coming” and my soul hides under the bed What do you know of my unsync, of my gestures disconnected Of the pull of my soul And the inevitable end of hope I walk tightropes stretched across “it’ll be fine” Every “don’t worry” I say sounds hollow in my own head And if I fall, you’ll say “I didn’t see it coming” But I’ve been screaming silently for so long already What do you know of my chaos, my disorganization When I smile too widely to mask every crack What do you know of my unsync Of my vanishing dreams Of the pull of my soul And the destruction of hope What do you think you know about me If you barely skim the surface Stay with me in the disorder Or leave me alone with my storm