Misinterpretation

The divide keeps me in place
why do I try to create space
when she requires my full permission
my life is full of strange addictions    
can't stop thinking, full of contradiction
  
Misinterpretations, story of my life
focusing on troubles and strife
no reason to keep
no inner peace
scatter some flowers
like it's my grave

stay in the past, reject modern times
I sink when my eyes aren't open wide
burden to think, no actions are needed
struggle to survive, I sit and I cry
can't think of any reasons why