my mind spinned too hard in a way it don't drive me dizzy,
but crash me wild
my chest hammered in a way it won't damaged any organ,
but would cramp like hell
my eyes are sealed in a way to sleep,
but is only about to bring darkness
like im buried alive,and deep
my lips tremble with words,
im becoming familiar with
i speak no sadness,
as i refuse not to,
and acted all stitched well
like anxiety,
that damned anxiety
isn't in my soul
trying to fry me from within.
