lost inside my mind
in the middle of hopelessness
when everything is a mess
I am a dust in the wind, not controlled but ain't free
that even smoke or fog can't accompany
I am a shoe in a shop that everyone claims to be fake
a nearly expired item in a store that no one wants to take
I deeply care about people's thoughts, so I brace my mind and heart for my sake
yet I abandon myself in every decision that I make
I punish myself with expectations that are higher than those staggering heights
my mind is stuck in the darkness of life; it cannot foresee the hope of light
it seems like all the paths are just leading me to sorrow and pain
to the point that it feels like a crime to take a break in order to stay sane