This is beyond impolite,

It's beginning to feel cruel.

The consequent void

Is one no one can avoid.

The problem is mine, I guess.

That's the thing with feelings

Sometimes right

Sometimes wrong

Though intuition usually tells

With a degree of accuracy

Which is which, all the while,

Contradictions help along.

The problem is mine, I guess.

That's the thing with feelings

Sometimes right

Sometimes wrong

Repetition of occurence, also

A strong player in the equation.

Putting it all together, it quickly

Forms a vivid conclusion of fact.

The problem is mine, I guess.

That's the thing with feelings

Sometimes right

Sometimes wrong

Another problem is determining

If any of it has an inkling of merit.

Can the conclusion be trusted

Is the other step to figure out.

The problem is mine, I guess.

That's the thing with feelings

Sometimes right

Sometimes wrong

But so far, no other leads

Indicate that my direction is wrong.

Kind of hard when you're in the void,

Left dangling there in the dark.