I won't rest

Ringing in my ears,
Let the world catch up.
Sometimes I don't understand why I'm here,
How did I get so fed up?

You wont know what it's like,
Wilder than a pack of wolves at night.
Im going by a drive through,
Pushing a bike.
My hand is reaching for a memory,
My hand is out for a change.
She told me a story about a little boy with no shoes.
She forgot his name.

I missed an opportunity,
While trying to be delicate.
It hasn't killed me yet, infact
I'm starting to fear less..
My skin is rougher,
But my heart is soft and I just won't rest.