Lost In Nothing

So here I am unprepared, powerless and determined, to go nowhere. Looking forward at my road of life, and looking back at what has been done. Am I at my halfway point in life? Either way I look at it I feel stuck; stuck into nothing and stuck in everything. Only to know for a fact that the world doesn't understand. Maybe it's not for you to understand the concept of a mind that is not yours. 'Say what's on your mind.' 'Tell me how you feel.' For who's protection or benefit? If I spent a moment telling you it can not be erased, but if I waited a moment, and told you the next moment it could have a different outcome. My thoughts, when they enter, are there. Show me something good to the eyes; tell me something that's worth hearing. Sometimes nothing is decent.