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