Anxiety - Seedy

I struggle with these choices and decisions

Constant lies and contradictions

When real life is finally fiction

And I feel like that I’m the victim

I’m self-battling existence

While time traveling dimensions

Now I’m out searching for directions

All 'cause I’m learning, asking questions

Turns out curses were just lessons

Nurture the purpose and a message

And the only thing we sure for certain

Is the person hurting gets the blessing

Is worth being perfect and obsessing?

Long nights surfing on the web and

Worried I’ma burst in with a weapon

Will my life get worse am I regressing?

Dwelling on the problems not the progress

Can’t tell if I’m cold or am I conscious

And the content of the conversations I hold

Are commonly just nonsense, so I sent

Signals to my friend to rescue me

Pocket vibrates, who just texted me?

Please be ex-of-me, that’d be ecstasy

But it be the homie sitting next to me

The text would read, something about a recipe

Peanut butter, two crackers and the rest was weed

Said, «I'ma do that for my breakfast, b»

Then I took a huge nap, had a restless sleep

Nothing more loud than anxiety

Except mine, so quiet it could hide in me

I said nothing more loud than anxiety

Except mine, so quiet it could hide in me