captive in my mind

just some thoughts

I make me feel stupid about myself
My mood can shift in seconds and no one can tell
If you knew what to do, you could make it feel less true
But since I don't know myself, it's just like a secret spell

Why does it feel better when it's forbidden?
I don't even get why, I wanna solve this riddle
Between the push-and-pull of head and heart I'm right in the middle
I wanna go home, go back to the start

The presence of people makes me realize my loneliness
I share my secrets but keep the distance by an arm length

no, I'm surely not right but can you blame me?
between run and fight I stand there, shaking
the signpost is burning, the world is in flames
I can't possibly be right but at least I haven't left

12. September 2024