How come I can do this

But I lack other skills

I need to live this life

No place like home but I am

trapped, restless and scared

I Lost my perspective in despair

And it feels like

maybe I'm not made for this

and maybe I'm ok with it

Oh

Take a risk it will be fun they said

Oh

Lately we're all on the run

Poor me

No

Manifest it piece by piece

One day I can simply be but

What if there's no inner peace

I wonder

Subtle hints of paranoia

No Sudden moves I warned ya

the trick is to stand up and make progress the older you get the bigger the problems

It doesn't make sense to me

Nothings ever gone perfectly

Is it something I said hm

That you disagreed with hm

that makes you think I deserve this

Maybe I'm a pessimist

And maybe this is part of it

Nothing is real and nothing lasts forever so it really doesn't matter

Why do I fear all the things that would make me better what if it doesn't make me happy at all

I couldn't stop it if I tried to

I'm exactly where I'm meant to be

I really tried to fight it

It's hard to describe but

I'm breaking the cycles

Maybe I'm a hypocrite

But maybe everybody is