Having captured my thoughts
The state of my mind shaken
As it lies in total dismay
Stock in my brain
My sensory nerves detects
Shits! There's no escape route
Am I willing to try?
Am I ready for it?
Would it be okay?
Can i play along?
Does it worth my time?
Or should I just walk away?
The path I've chosen
Comes with a lot of chaos
The "ME" I'm seeking
Is just a picture of my shadow
The fuss I'm making
Comes as a result of the figures I see
The things I admire
Is directly proportional to the things I aspire
The phrases I'm writing
Is stolen from the pages of my diary
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