Its Not Easy (deriving a summary)

Heartache, backache.
Thought-ache, non-fake.
Ink shake, earthquake.
Im awake, your awake.
I end this take, take home this sweet cake.

It's not easy to summarise thoughts.
You'll never get my intended plots.
Next time you ask me "what's on you mind?"
Give me a moment.
Unless you want this summary that won't make sense.

Heartache, backache.
Thought-ache, non-fake.
Ink shake, earthquake.
Im awake, your awake.
I end this take, take home this sweet cake.

My fragile state of being.
Caring for every human being.
That's where I get my heartache.
From bending and moulding my broken heart.
That's where comes the backache.

I think so much my brain hurts.
That's what I call an aching thought.
What I write down.
Is not just to get you down.
It is raw truth, nothing fake.

I wish i could write of Sweet milkshake.
Although this ink is all I have to shake.
You will drink and digest my ink-shake.
As if it's as sweet as the other shake.
They lied to you in school about the causes of an earthquake.
The truth is your words are what will make people quake.
If the whole world heard you.
Now that would be an earthquake.

I'm awake, you're awake.
I see things you you can not take.
I put them in words.
Now take a doggy bag. Like at the neighbors party.
Take it home as you would do sweet cake.

Deriving another persons summary is not easy.
Make time to hear the whole story.