explainitory (miss spelled?)

i wrote you a letter
two at that
i explained my worries
my thoughts
my maddness at the world
at work
at the earth
at home
i told you that i worry about november
and that i want...
but not right now
and you write back insted of
telling me its ok
or that you hear me out
you tell me you are the voice of reason
and that im in a rush
i didnt say i was doing anything
i said i was thinking
thinking is not acting
your worried about my moeny
what ever
that is why i hide all the time
i feel that when i do talk
you dont listed to whats behind it all
you listen to the cover story
and see the surface
maybe i should hide again