I feel stuck, a jack in a box Pull my crank, I will appear Not me, but rather one that is faux A facade shown, to appease my peer
But if stuck, akin to schrodingers cat Because true feelings i hide with a mask Unknown if Iām doing well with pent up feelings Feelings that got my sanity reeling
Cursed this arrow that impaled my soul Mundane enough that I fell in a manhole For I yearn to be romantic yet timid So back in the box, stuck Iām winded