Thousand Yard Stare

When I talk to people I don’t really talk to them

I look right through them

Sometimes they are aware

Of my thousand yard stare

But most of the time they ignore it

Because they don’t really care

Not a worry for how my mind might fare

In the world of distances and hurdles

I’m just looking ahead, I swear

That’s why I’ve got the thousand yard stare

The people I talk to on a day to day basis

Don’t understand my mentally deficient stasis

It doesn’t matter whatever the case is

Its all because of a world of shifting faces

Masking everybody else’s inner hatred

For my contemptuous thousand yard stare

How dare I try to be over there

A thousand yards ahead while pretending pay heed

To those in my present company

They all know I ain’t paying attention

Whatever the situation may be

I’ve seen too much in this life

I’ve got to slow it down for a while

My eyes will take a long time

To readjust away from the thousand yard stare

They’re used to looking way up over there

Where the grass is greener

The pain is leaner and the fun is cheaper

Past all the terror and hatred in between here and there

The distance traveled by the light my eyes take in and contemplate

That’s why I’ve got a thousand yard stare