The more I looked out the window, the more I realized just how far away I was from reality.
I have been mentally in isolation for so long that I lost my sense of realisticness.
I became a dreamer high on illusion
Ignoring the world's cruel call to wake up
I have become mute and crippled, unable to understand how the human mind works sometimes.
Normal understanding of how the world works has become something I have to encrypt.
The way I looked at the world is unhealthy and not mentally stable
I have become weak and afraid of the time needed for me to change and grow.
Stubbornly and afraid, I stand in place and my mind swirls and splits into two.
Contradicts itself in need of finding an end, a healthy conclusion on what I should do?
I was born with an obstacle called, "myself."
Split into two and need to find a solution
Time and effort to overcome my fear and stubbornness, all in order to grow
And I wish I didn't have to do this alone because I don't know where to begin
To take someone with me inside my mind and help me see where the lines begin and put an end
But reality claims I must do this alone
And I wonder if reality will show up and pay its respects at my funeral ?
I am up-side-down, can't navigate myself to sanity.