vowel movement

Relativity has never been my aim I'm quite distant from sharing the same train of thought as my peers two out of three individuals can't understand the reasons I continue to persevere
Searching for a balance to keep a steady pace its been an uphill battle following a heart that continually points me to the wrong place
I've grown quite accustomed to the bitter taste yet it doesn't diminish the pain from the feelings that can no longer be contained finding themselves swirling down the drain
Too many familiar faces have left without a trace with time just passers-by one day I hope to understand the reasons why
I'm far from perfection keeping a distance between me and worthless connections an insecure being molded by the constant rejections walking around comfortably numb the common reaction after reality has stung management to the blues I suppose maybe the healing to loves crushing blows this is anything, but an insignificant link till my departure date I will continue to carve hieroglyphs till I run out of ink
Its fine I truly don't mind if you don't understand to tell you the truth that wasnt a part of the plan relevance was a simple coincidence at best foolish to think I was the only fucked up individual dealing with stress  Recognize it doesnt diminish the meaning any less my aim is not writing to impress these verses derive straight from the chest at the end of the day its what allows me to rest.