There's a tug of war in my mind over ethics and morals-
deep enough to spoil
the very values i was spoon-fed
Misled with good intentions
chaotic confusion, I think I need an intervention
Because to be inside my mind is like a labyrinth,
trying to figure out if what you see is real or just a myth
And everywhere you turn is like one big contradiction
with every piece to the puzzle missin'
And only to me does this all make sense
storing neatly the disorganized mess in my head
Completely doubting all that I've every known
even questioning things I was told to just leave alone
With the thin line of my sanity quickly vanishing
reading peoples minds and letting it get the best of me
They beckon misconceptions to what they think I cannot see-
will I ever overcome this, or will I let it be the death of me?
-Barbodi