what a harsh (¾ part of the) night

Stop asking questions
Because I have no answer
Even for my self I need to invent and reinvent all

I am still yearning, but I will invent my heart
I am still thinking and wondering, but I will invent my mind
I am still analyzing the situation I’ve been creating, but I will invent my self, assimilate, and put me in a new position, and a new way of thinking

But I need time
Please give me time
To take a look at it one more time
And finally let it go

So please don’t ask it out loud
Because I won’t be able to provide you with answers