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CRAWLING
crawling in my skin
these wounds they will not heal
fear is how I fall
confusing what is real


there's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface
consuming/confusing
this lack of self-control I fear is never ending
controlling/I can't seem

discomfort, endlessly has pulled itself upon me
distracting/reacting
against my will I stand beside my own reflection
it`s haunting how i cant seem...

to find myself again
my walls are closing in
(without a sense of confidence I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take)
I've felt this way before
so insecure

there's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface
consuming/confusing what is real
this lack of self-control I fear is never ending
controlling/confusing what is real
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Ive crawled insdie my skin, ive scrred myself stupid. fear is what i do. and i wish i were still confused. there IS someth
ing inside be just beneath the surface it pulls beneath the surface vieing for controll it is my tool. staring at my own reflection i struggle not knowing who is me but i am and thus.
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When s**t hits the fanwho are you going to rely on, yourself? you are not god. your freinds, they will perish.an adventure awits just around the bend.