I’m shallow for the deep,
I’m too deep for the shallow.
I sleep but never rest,
I eat but never really sure to digest.
I come to check what’s in my mind,
all I see is just a hollow ground.
You can’t be serious if you are dumb,
can’t be funny when you are numb.
I wear something tight
to know what’s right
and get loose
to forget what I have lost.
I crumble to pieces when I’m a mess
and pick it up when I’ve figured out the ways.
It’s always been like this
in the story of my days;
I jump out and scream
when I’m happy not just with ice creams,
I let out a sigh
when everything is all too high,
I cry and moan
when I can no longer hold on
but I can’t afford to lose hope
every time I get off the loop.
I’m going round and round,
circling my bound,
a usual incident
in my life’s natural stint.
It’s us who think and give its fangs.
It’s my mind that makes all the blur
It’s my heart that paralyzes the door.
It is I that’s making it work
It is I that can stop it short.
I don’t love to hate
I just love to think.
Don’t tell me, you’re still expecting to be cute
When you’re dealing with your thoughts?
I forget the world
when I’m traversing this fold.
I need to gather my strengths
to smoothen my lapses.
I got to have my wits
to defy my fits.
All I am is nothing but myself,
a fool standing up for her beliefs.
I talk to myself once in awhile
to check if I’m still alive.
Truth is, the sarcasm is all worthwhile
in knowing that I’m still alright.
I guess my insanity
wants to resign
but willing to show up
in case I need some back up.
We can’t be all too sane
to stay up in this jammin’
I hope this time we won’t fail,
Yeah, it’s a deal!