Barricaded within the walls of my head
A dark and noisy place
Inhabited by anxious inmates
I asked myself
What if I vanish without a trace?
What if tomorrow starts without me?
Would I be noticed or missed?
Sadly, all I got were echoes of silence
Giving no sensation or explanation
Maybe I'm just being paranoid
Maybe I'm scared of being replaced
Replaced by someone I never will be
What am I to do with these awful thoughts?
I've nursed this like a secret disease
Distracted myself with substances
I've pushed people away and isolated myself
Nothing is left, nothing is right
Maybe this is my fate
Maybe I should embrace this with grace
Indeed, I am a uniquely broken outcast