I don't think I ever knew myself

I'm just saying aloud my honest thoughts

I think part of me was put away on the highest shelf

Even when my mind took a full picture of my personality

It was somehow still cropped and filtered

I have these moments when I wish the ground will just take me

And I have times when I wished I could fly and be swallowed by the clouds

And those moments where it feels like something is holding onto me in my chest

Right next to wear my heart is

I don't know if its a good thing

Or if its something similar to hell itself

It could depend on my choice

Sometimes I imagine by body similar to a capsule

Just a place where I'm at for the time being

I realized that I am horrid at making decisions

Always changing my mind

never making up my mind

never know what I want

or who I am

I don't think I ever knew myself