Identify, solidify The way that I'm feeling I try to hide in stupid lines Too frightened to see it Throw all my life, all of the strife Into words that don't need it So there's no way to fear it Articulate, communicate It's tough when it's clouded Evaluate, the feeling's gray My mind is too crowded I really hate how I can't say What I'm thinking, I doubt it Wish that my brain could allow it Made-up language, it's not fixing anything Take the anguish that still resides in my brain And rip the pages, this fucking book is to blame So hard to know what to say A black heart keeps me away from What I'm feeling, what I'm feeling What I'm feeling, what I'm feeling What I'm feeling never-ending "What a shame to waste eloquency on silly feeling Extended vocabulary impresses no one but the soul A lesson in rhetoric. Close the book, Dylan All feelings have been relinquished And at the end of the day, there is no need to waste Your silver tongue on your fleeting emotions For it has been finished, well done."