Stuck

I am stuck between me, myself and I Stuck between these walls Struggling and bound to fall Thinking many different kind of things only to see my self crawl. I'm still thinking it over and over, and why? Of all the things I could have done Why do that to my self? Why not think before acting. I was, it was not my will Can you give it back to me as well? Your words stuck to my head But Its bound to your bed. I was disgusted and embarrassed, Happy to have somebody to embrace but it lead me to disgrace. They make me feel okay, but not in this surface I think I am, but it always made me feel abscissed. It makes me wonder, if I believed those words Would you help me connect those wounds? Or would you do as what you have acted. Can I love myself now? Or does it make me narrow, I can't explain it because it is beyond words, Because I didn't asked to be a part of your world I am, and was in the state of being confident, But now it makes me feel an entertainment, I wish to enlighten that feeling again, Just for myself feel in rein.