My flow
...is jet lag as ****
...it's unsure
...it's a well...tug of war
Between my heart and my mind
......my heart is saying
...Miley
Feel me
Feel the wind
Every breath
Cherish me
Fear not
.....than my mind
Is just going wild
No peace whatsoever
Just kinda scattered thoughts
Jumbled up with the past
...the present
Trying to predict the future
Having this perfect outlook on what my life should be like
.....but who new my own mind could deceive me
I sit here on the verge of unreal and real
I pour my heart out
But it's just another way to binge the **** out of my brain
To feel complete
Like poetry I absolutely love
It's so peaceful
So angelic
Then again it's almost an answer
You log out pour your soul out to this site
....and you feel relaxed and better
.....it's like idk
Weird
It's only me I bet
But....poetry is not my life
Sometimes I don't feel alive
Right now I don't feel real
I feel like I'm constantly on the search for an answer
Not even realizing it
Me here sitting innocently
...as the lions roar
As a jungle emerges inside my head
Louder than my heart
.....my soul waits strongly
For a girl to have faith
.....and I guess it really is my choice
....between....
Myself vs me
....wait