What To Say?

They're messing with my mind
they're morphing up my plans
what am I supposed to do,
when they don't give a damn?

My world is spinning round and round
they don't listen to what I say.
I just want to tear myself away,
from this oblivious decay.

They don't know how I feel,
waiting everyday; trying to move on
from whats got me dwelling in the past.

I listen to what you say, but you say
the same thing every other day,
telling me to get over it, move on
from those nightmares all those
many nights ago.