In My Mind
Where is my mind today?
Is this real or make believe?
Don’t know the difference between fantasy and reality.
Have I lost myself completely?
I no longer recognize myself.
Don’t know the truth from lies, don’t even know why I cry.
I’ve lost the ability to push my troubles aside…
I’ve grown accustomed to the feeling of being stuck in my mind.
It’s suffocating yet I can still breathe.
Draining me of all energy.
In a way it gives me a sense of relief.
It’s my cage and my remedy.
Stuck in limbo, everything I fear is now real.
Am I that far gone?
I’ll just lay here until the world outside is worth living.
Am I just looking or really seeing?
Just hearing or really listening?
What’s really happening?
What’s going on?
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