What Can I Say?

Listen... what can I say?
My words and my actions have been heard despite all too many distractions
When everything I say and everything I do...
...feels like I have the weight of our world resting on what I say or do next

Sometimes I get tired of being required...
...of acting their fantasties everytime they're inspired...
I'll pretend that I'm hearing them...
...pretend that I understand...
...and then act out they're beck and call, leading me to insanity...

It was not long ago, when I just understood...
...what I wanted was inside of me...
...not in any of their coulds or their shoulds...

I lay down in the moonlight and I smile in delight...
For my choices have been made for me...
...other voices out of sight...
Tomorrow I will see you...
...translucent in the light...
I will tell you of my burdens, then you will chuckle out of spite...

The things that people tell me are the things I should have known...
The fact I didn't act on them is the reason I'm alone...

But, what can I say?

What can I say to make that all go away...
...and make you here to stay?