Running on Doubt
Why still try? Is there better?
How can I free me?from just a dream living through me
My sentience stolen
Make everything flow out of me
I cannot back down, can't stay in this qualm
Not even on my last leg but it echoes
Why still search answers when drifting away?
Acting against myself to dampen the torment
If I'm now shaped by this dream, is my pain real?
Can I truly feel?Are these thoughts even my own?
Or are they modeled by failing subconscious?
It's an expectation of how I think I am
Writer/s: Ropeburn
