I don’t know how I’m doing it, but I’m doing it
Every time I want to stop, my head drops
I get stuck in a mental box, my thoughts get blocked
Trying to open new doors & everything is locked
I don’t know how I’m doing it, but I’m doing it
Sometimes I feel paralyzed, in those moments all I can do is fantasize
My voice is dead, I can’t vocalize
I’m going to lose if I don’t prioritize
I don’t know how I’m doing it, but I’m doing it
My thoughts I need to organize then summarize
I’m hypnotized, so mesmerized I’m horrified
I don’t know how I’m doing it, but I’m doing it
Stopping is never an option
My words are so silent, my photos don’t even have captions
The negative vibe is up for auction
Proceeding with caution, It’s time to take action
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