There is a place where I don’t want to be,
But I am sitting in the middle of this place,
Feeling all caged up, m sinking so fast,
Crying for help, someone please pull me out.
I wish that I could break free,
I am aching from within,
I can’t believe I am so fickle,
How am I ever gonna stand on my feet.
This feeling I cannot define,
Restless is how I am all the times,
Calm me down, hear me out,
Panic and chaos is what lies inside.
How do I fight the demons in me?
They make me weak,
I am not me half of the time,
I know nothing could go wrong,
But the demons are just so strong.
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