Difference

It's different
With you and i.
You're so grounded
And I want to fly.

Its' different
How life's so easy for you
Being on the ground means you never have to fall.
Life has it's way with me
Plunging me so deep down, I have to crawl

Out of it all.

It's different
When you're so objective
No opinions on even yourself
When I see from every perspective
Empathizing with oneself.

I bring a bout of despair
Hoping you won't notice
You devour your share
Massacring your focus.

No difference
Will keep me out of your thoughts.
I know what your mind perceives
Wrought with apathy and such
That no one beside myself would ever believe.

Now tell me,
What is so different now?
Now that we're both writhing in emotional pain.
You think you can survive? How?
If you think that, How
Oh, How could you be sane?