My mind is chaotic, I can't silence the sound.
Too late to back out, there is no turning around.
What's left what's right what's up what's down?
Too late to go back, there is no backing down!
Chaos everywhere, thoughts are racing.
My feet have their own mind, I can't stop them from pacing.
I want to run and hide but my feet are planted down,
Too late to go back there is no turning around.
Just hear me out, one thought at a time
Too crowded, too cluttered, too many thoughts for one mind.
My mind is chaotic, I can't silence the sound.
Too late to back out, there is no turning around!

Is the world any brighter
    than what I can see,

    Everything is so dim
I'm unable to see any glee,

  Stuck sitting here wondering
how the world is suppose to be.

Silently crying my eyes dry
    as I'm lost to the fray,

Because the world is quite chaotic
     thinking what can I even say,
  
    Wish I could see some color
but all I see is this world of gray.

Help. I am unfolding.
Becoming the vast ******* bin that is my mind.
U n f o l d i n g.

Chased by thoughts, memories, and obsessions that need to be gone.

G O N E. G O N E. G O N E. My logical side has left with my ability to cope.
They were cheating on my poor little brain with
Depression, OCD, Anxiety, Diet Bipolar, and the rest.

M  y     m  i  n  d     i  s     a     m  e  s  s

Every thought the same. Every idea, a mess.

I    a  m    a    w  r  e  c  k

**** me. The waves of icky thoughts stick to me like wet sand.
I have become a tragedy.   U N F O L D I N G

Spinning in thoughts, dancing with death.
I've started to roll the 6 sided die, to determine my fate.
I'm waltzing with death itself. Don't get jealous. But we've kissed once or twice.
Hundreds of notes, notes that go to the fiery flames, when I don't use them.
Boy the book I could've written, with my U N F O L D I N G notes.

Boy.
You are atrocious;
You are belligerent.
You cocky thing.
You disgust me.

Boy.
You are revolting;
You are untrustworthy.
You are not deserving of my time.
You are worthless.

Don't you dare come back to me.
I won't let you in.
Don't you dare try for me.
I can't let you in.

Boy.
You are idiotic,
Chaotic,
And the least exotic.

You are flour in the kitchen.
You are dandelions blowing in the wind.
You are useless.

You're the puppet now, and
I hold the strings.

You're the bell,
And I'm the freedom that shall ring.

You are nothing if I say you're nothing.
You're something until I give you something.

I created you.
I designed you.
I gave you life.

Don't you dare make me take it away.
Because, boy, I will.

No proof needed, said God.
Just have faith, said God.
God is never late, always on time.
Said everybody!

But I'm here waiting,
for a very long time.
Waiting for the beginning
the beginning of the end
from all this madness!

All the hustle and rustle
I find it chaotic.

Said God created,
all of this.
Well what a wonderful thing to do,
bet he finds amusing in all our misery.

This is some God's work,
and nobody can run from it!

God are you enjoying this?
Watching us eat each other!
This diabolic situation you put us in,
Where the **** are you! I wonder.

unexpected love was came
my heart's breaks a little
unexpected love was came
i drowned

he said he loves me,
i said it too
he said i'm not beauty,
i started to believe him
he said trusting each other is the key,
i quiet
        how to trust when he doesn't give
        me a trust?
he said his heart is mine,
i sigh
         how could he said that when i
         saw he enjoyed with other girls?
he said he never feels ilfeel with me,
i cry,
a lot

how fool i am never trusts him
i estranged with my self
ashame