Irrational

Have you ever felt
The heat burn into your skin,
Like it's too unbearable,
Except the sun isn't shining.
It's just another dark night,
Just another broken dream
And a crumbled heart?
Does it ever feel like it's too much,
Like it could get worse,
But you're hanging
By this delicate little thread
Wishing you were dead?
Doesn't it ever not make sense,
At all and some more
And then when you start wishing,
That you had taken a different road,
A strong wind, swaying your affections, blows?
Don't you ever feel like it is too much
For a fragile girl
Still so naive, she doesn't know much.
It feels like forever,
But she's still so new to the world?
Some things, they're just
Made to not make sense.
You know, like humans and their emotions
And their minds, along with their hearts
That do devise plans so irrational.