Senseless

I get lost in the wind sometimes.
And sometimes I find my way back by the river.
Other times a twister comes around and sweeps me off mybfeet.
And when it's time the hurricane sets me down softly.
I paint the feeling of emotions I have in the eye of the storm.
Sometimes they are mixed.
Sometimes they are clear.
And sometimes I honestly just don't want to feel.
But getting lost in words and love, anger and hate, than peace and home.
Is the best roller coaster ride of your life.
As times are I don't makes sense.
But who really makes sense.
I don't make sense at times but someone understand the uncommon sense I have. And I understand theres. So the senseless of senses let get lost in the winds and carried to safety by the hurricane.