I don't know what I'm doin'
Went from cold and dead to
An uncontrollable fiery passion
The words just keep flowing,
A bottle without a top
What am I doin'?
Options everywhere, open doors all around
I'm overwhelmed
Eyes are crossing, where do I look
What am I doin'?
A train without rails
I'm froze in place
Who am I, what do I want?
Cant stop moving forward
Even though I lack a direction
I'm so overwhelmed
But my body goes onward anyways
I cant control it, myself
What, exactly what the hell
Am I doin'?
Emotions I've never felt
Dialed up to one-hundred
Help, I could use some help
What am I doin'?
Man, I don't know what I'm doin'
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Running On Empty
PoetryAnother collection of my poetry I've been working on lately. Hopefully someting in these pages touches you in someway, I always write about things personal to me.
