Late at night as i lay in bed,
As many thoughts rush through my head,
I think about the weak and strong,
I question all the right from wrong,

I wonder who could i really be,
I think of what’s gotten into me,
I hang out with the entirely wrong crowd,
All these thoughts i am thinking out loud,

What is this life i am in?
My head is now beginning to spin,
I pace my room without a sound,
Walking in circles round and round,

All these questions i have to ask,
I can never finish a single task,
My heart is beating really fast,
Asking myself will this really last

Nothing i do feels like it’s right,
Even though i am very bright,
Why does it feel this way?,
The exact same thing every day

So here i am thinking in my head,
All the negative things i’ve said,
This is not the real me,
It definitely cannot be

Sitting here thinking for a while,
I find myself beginning to smile,
All these emotions i have to express,
Letting go of all this stress,

Sitting here in the rain,
Feeling all of this pain,
Like a flower i begin to wilt,
Holding onto all this guilt,