Surroundings surreal
My chest feels tight
I find it hard to breathe
And I really want to scream
To let off some steam
But that’s weird right?
I should just bottle up this whatever
In the end you fall or keep climbing
My momma didn’t raise a quitter
Even though most of my decisions
always make me feel bitter
I don’t know how to act
I can’t even react
But my course is steady
I don’t fall off track
Play it off enough to seem normal
But I don’t even know who I am
I’m lost, I feel like an actor
Always trying to play my role
I shouldn’t even care.