I've had a mental asylum in my head,
yet I'm still me.
I've committed the unforgivable mistakes,
yet I'm still the same person as before - only now my learning radar detects mistakes that are about to be executed way earlier.
My heart is hovered by different feelings,
that only my straight mind can mend it.
It's not easy you see, my battle is my own self.
I'm not behaving well at times,
but that doesn't mean I don't regret myself acting stupid
without even having second thought on doing it.
Late night's talks drift my sane thoughts away from what really matters out there,
and interestingly self-conscious is actually one.
October 13th, 2016
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