I've been neglecting who I am but then again that's just who I am.
I flip a coin when I've already favored on which side it should land on.
I keep letting myself go, hoping I don't lose myself.
I'm a blind man who see's the beauty in solitude.
I've only told the truth once and that's to state that I'm a compulsive liar.
I turn to getting high whenever I feel low because that's the only way I know.
I've been depressed for the longest time and I need my dosage of ecstasy.
I try my best to stop trying to feel content.
I clean the air in my head by puffing smoke in and out of my system.
I'd like to fall in love so deeply that I would be able to walk into a brighter future.
I only seek freedom to realize I'm a captive to my own choices.
I've been dead on the inside for so long that I've learnt how to live with it.
I am me, but who am I?

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