I don't think I ever knew myself
I'm just saying aloud my honest thoughts
I think part of me was put away on the highest shelf
Even when my mind took a full picture of my personality
It was somehow still cropped and filtered
I have these moments when I wish the ground will just take me
And I have times when I wished I could fly and be swallowed by the clouds
And those moments where it feels like something is holding onto me in my chest
Right next to wear my heart is
I don't know if its a good thing
Or if its something similar to hell itself
It could depend on my choice
Sometimes I imagine by body similar to a capsule
Just a place where I'm at for the time being
I realized that I am horrid at making decisions
Always changing my mind
never making up my mind
never know what I want
or who I am
I don't think I ever knew myself