There’s this little person inside me,
who tells me all this
There’s this whispering voice in my head,
which makes me feel like this,
There’s this way unpleasant shiver inside me,
which makes me question all this
They all come from somebody else
But at the same time
I am
This person, this voice, this shiver
I am
All of them
While being
The exact opposition
I try but I don’t
I stay, then I go
I care but I don’t
I scream while being silent
I ***** up to make up
Don’t even know who
Does my mind belong to
Anymore