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



To find myself again

My walls are closing in

{Without a sense of confidence and

I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take}

I've felt this way before

So insecure



Discomfort endlessly has pulled itself upon me

Distracting/reacting

Against my will I stand beside my own reflection

It's haunting how I can't seem