(Would You Read A Leaf From My) GALAXY

007: limbo

Always choosing between

good and bad

please serve the equilibrium

Always stuck in state of being

sad and glad

I need an admission to the asylum

Torn midway

heaven and hell

I'm like a waif who needs a

guidance or cell

I'm now in-denial - rose or fell,

I neither want them to

take my soul nor sell.

What should I use?

...brain or heart?

Or should I distribute their equal part?

Nah!

What am I saying right now,

this drivel is driving me crazy somehow

I think I have to decide and exalt

don't need to worry

'cause I'm not Tybalt,

now all I need is to bury this with asphalt,

so all this insanity came on halt.