The spinning dark room you've captured me in
It is dark in here but none the less more peaceful
That is if my thoughts would go away
You see my body is trapped inside my mind and my mind is trapped inside me
My mind likes to escape a lot
I dont blame it
Although it tried to fit
Everyone says I am depressed
Which i guess I'd say is the dark room I'm in
I write to escape
My mind in reevaluate
My life choices
None of which are good but not terrible
You see my own father doesn't talk to me
My mother likes to abuse me
Yet I find peace with this
Coming to terms with things
I dont have control over
