Tussled with the thought of what road will I take
Torn between "will I continue? or should I stop for self's sake?"
Can't help to meditate of what would happen next
So many "what if's" are continous running through my head
Sometimes I do not care at all and then I will care too much
In times, I'm garrolous and then suddenly will stay in hush
A fool who believe they care to me too as much
And then doubt everything as I watch
In times, I'm hyper as ever
But became paralyzingly numb
Suddenly stop in this stone dangered shelter
And realize, unlike them, why I am so dumb?
In love with the thought of living in this hell
But I'm in a rush of escaping this cell
See? Even myself can't think of well
"What will I choose?" I couldn't tell
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