Plate piled high with problems,
Yours, hers and mine too.
Over flooding my mind with
Thought over matter.
No time to stop and think,
About it, the real deal.
Running of memories,
How it used to be.
Sweet and innocent,
What happened to everything?
Sense of happiness and love,
Now I don't know where I belong.
Two sided, I don't know where
I shall take the next turn.
Mixture of them,
Ones who haunt dreams.
Mixture of the drugs,
That makes it all better, just like that.
Compound emotions,
A creation of two or more feelings.
Unknown, unidentified,
I think I'm lost in a whirlwind.
Stop the clock; let me breathe,
Mind needs a rest, please.
Everything is getting over the top,
I can't handle being me and fixing you.
