In Other Worlds

My thought is in 'another dimension.

I talk and there's nothing to mention.

Walk; crushing impression.

Caught loving depression.

Fought for something, nought for nothing.

Brought a suffering.

Taught a covering when I'm forced to be smothering my course.

Mothering remorse.

Wondering when I'm gonna be in the thunder with no noise, cause I'm coveting with no toys.

Coming in with no joys.