Mix
I m in a vortex of feelings and compulsion.
Torn with free will and going with motion.
As I fail in my eyes of existing and not alive.
The supporting cast around is a lie.
No state or even comment or ask why.
Constantly battling within wanting to be free.
Wouldnât had thought that this wasnât for me.
The sadness is overblown.
I m doing much more than to be shown.
Feels like I m being recorded for worse on a drone.
Why is sadness entering rather than anger?
Itâs like I have a good side around a manager.
Feeling more human yet crazy what a fix.
Alive is the goal happiness is joy what a mix.









