Frantic phone calls on Another night alone So many thoughts to share But they'll never be known Aimless Thinking Directed at ALL Is this a sign of ones Mindset Downfall? Or is it more Some dumb metaphor Like removal of clothes So private parts are exposed A habit for some A threat to most Trapped in a world full Of lost dreams and hopes There's no understanding Nothing to make sense of Because there's no such thing as hate If there's no such thing as love