i sit, and I wonder

sometimes i want to let go.
sometimes i don't.
and then i say "what for?"
sometimes i move forward,
and others i stay put.
i wish i could figure this out.
figure out why and how?
or figure out how to
not try to figure this out
cuz
there's really nothing else i can do.
i sit, and wonder,
as the world dies of hunger,
and I'm here...stuck.
stuck on you, stuck on this.
just stuck...for a moment
that brought me bliss.
if i move forward, i make this ok.
but
then i end up back being my assinine self.
going back.
feeling back.
so
I sit...i wonder.
as the world dies of hunger