Hear Me

I float.
I wonder and dream,
Meander and think
I think that thinking too much
Is worse than not thinking at all.
Could it be,
That through all of this, I was wrong?
Did my morals trump my stance?
Did my efforts override my purpose?
Did I try so hard, just to fail?
I don't know if you saw,
But I tried
I tried to tell you,
But your ears were taped shut in obstinacy
Listen for a moment, please
Or if I don't speak,
Maybe then you'll hear me.