Im here in the matrix
Reality at times feels fake
Holding myself together
For if I don't I will break
Energy of which
It does take alot
offen leaves me
In a deep place of thought
Removed and excluded
Of what lay around
This way of life
Has really got me down
Do I see a doctor
To find out what's wrong?
Or continue pushing forward
And sing another song?
Not being able
to be me
Has me out
Deep at sea
Waiting to be
Seen or to be heard
I wish I could fly
Like that of a bird
To a place of safety
Far above the clouds
Far from the noise
And the crowds
A place of tranquility
A place to be free
Something only
On tv
People tend to
Make things worse
For we all suffer
From the same curse
For we all have
The human condition
Everyone of us
On our own mission
Each of us fighting for
The best way of life
For some it might be
Finding a wife
Not for me
For I'm a ghost
Not that I've ever
Been diagnosed
But still it seems
I'm a little different
No sense to ask for help
Because everyone is so incoherent
Only worrying
About themselves
Has me stocking
Endless shelves
Filing cabinets
Of mental health
If it were money
I'd have wealth
But here I lay
With nothing to show
What way next
I do not know