I'm an alien within my own head,
It tells me I'm better off dead,
Believing is to feel as is to ignore,
Thoughts clash debating what was said.
My heart dies on the off-beat,
All I can do is just sleep,
My problems have no significance,
Unsure what friends to keep.
Jumbled.
Something that blocks my path mumbled,
Something about the problem being others,
They've said it's normal to think of living in a bubble.
I am an alien without my own head.
Everywhere I was left and my heart bled,
More than my heart but I could never tell what,
I wish anyone else luck if you choose the same road to tread.