Overthinking
Where are you going?
I ask myself
In fear of knowing
What direction am I rowing
Is this where I want to be
or am I growing
I don't know who I can Ask
Which is annoying
Are these satans thoughts?
Is there something that they're imposing?
Or is this the cost of my sins
The destruction my hands have been sowing
I don't know the answer to any of this
I just use god as a way of coping
My thoughts have been everywhere
It has become very controlling
I can not do anything about it
They've just been roaming
But this is it
my way of thoughts; Disposing
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