Lately i have become someone i dont want to be
Talking to people trigger my anxiety
Don’t have focus
I have no goal
Depression is a black hole
Sucking me, inside its peace but only when eyes closed
I want to talk, words don’t come out
I only hear myself out loud
Twisted tongue and twisted mind
Knowing my self is killing me inside
I am losing me and i want to hide
Finding a place devoid of any chide
Want to loose this kite with all my might
What happens after I get old
Who will be there to share my lament
That’s not how I want to end
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