Crawling

There’s something inside me that pulls beneath the surface
Consuming, confusing
This lack of self control I fear is never ending
Controlling

I can’t seem
To find myself again
My walls are closing in
I’ve felt this way before

So insecure
Crawling in my skin
These wounds, they will not heal
Fear is how I fall

Confusing what is real
Discomfort, endlessly has pulled itself upon me
Distracting, reacting
Against my will I stand beside my own reflection

It’s haunting
How I can’t seem
To find myself again
My walls are closing in
I’ve felt this way before

So insecure
Crawling in my skin
These wounds, they will not heal
Fear is how I fall

Confusing what is real
Crawling in my skin
These wounds, they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
Confusing, confusing what is real