caged

there are hosts in here tonight

none of which I like

they hear inside my head

like the madness in disguise

even if I'm told to be

stronger than I seem

I'm just broken

I'm just broken... and on my own.

buried by my secrets

carry it like a loan

I'm scared of confinement

and of being alone

even when I'm forced to bend

I break out of the seams

I'm not able

I'm not able... of control

all this water

all this things

they keep freezing

drowning me

all my mistakes

seem to be

taking measures

just to break

what's inside of me

or what's left

or what't left

of my sanity

phone

and I call her on the phone
she asks me how I have been
so far
like 'how are you, emotionally?'

and outside the sun sets
I look out the window and sigh
like
'yeah, I'm okay'

'I'm just a little stressed'

but how can I say

I'm not okay
I'm worse than before
I think I'm losing everything
leaving it all


no, I don't think I'm okay
but maybe it's me in a cage
it's just the mere perception
I hang onto

like maybe it's just a phase
or a feeling
but I can't wash it away

and oh yeah by the way
I'm not sleeping well
I'm having nightmares again

'I guess
I'm just stressed,
but the rest
is well'