"Crawling" 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 it’s 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...
