How do I know who I am, when I'm different with each friend?
Do I combine all things or try to find the mean?
Who am I behind closed doors?
At least what are my actual dreams?
Why am I having a sudden existential crisis??
Oh...I was thinking about souls.
and how I see people with such imagery.
Then I began to wonder...
Will each person describe me differently...?
Or consistently across the board?
Can anyone describe me in the ways that I do them?
My mind is different.
Am I the things the people who love me say I am?
Or am I the way people hate me would say I am?
Can I truly exist if no one sees my soul as deeply as I do theirs?

Today I felt irritated, sad, nothing, creative, turned on sexually, spacey, sloooooooow moooooooo, itched to learn, rabbit hold, focus, tears, joy, uncare, not there, stuck (in my head), tired, restless.

I wish had more thoughts in my brain
I'm stuck on over analyze
I got we both fill a place
As so do you
I'm worried I'm too attached
Your arms are where I find solace
So what are we to do?