I'm a prisoner of my own mind
My self doubt is my cell
And fear my straitjacket
But one that tightens the more I struggle

Struggle I do
until the fear grips me in it's icy fingers
and my cell crashes around
I can't breathe
Then I continue to breathe

But the icy feeling is there
the feeling of construction still heard
As reminder that
I'm a prisoner of my own mind