The surrounding feels so warm, but I feel like I'm being torched inside
I guess --- wait, that's wrong, I'm sure I'm getting the chills, but all around feels burning now
My heart's tightening but at the same time, it feels like it's being torn in half --- wait, that's into pieces
I said a bit to the new found friends at work but I feel like I'm an artist in a drama act
The anxiety's influencing again
I wanna tell him I'm not fine but I withdrew
Who is he for me, anyway?
Who am I to him? I concluded, just another test subject in an experiment of socializing
I'm being sentimental
Well, that's just me being sick again
No blowing wind and the room's close but I'm chilling, I imagine looking everywhere while in a dessert at high noon and the sand feels so hot, it can scald my skin
In between chilling and the feel of heat radiating from my body
That's overheating, I think
The mask has fallen now, whenever I'm with myself, hearing the sound of the night passing
I guess I should really rest but my mind's still reeking of disorganized thoughts that are too complicated to sort out in a day or in a week
It's just me, anyway
I still have to wake up again tomorrow to meet another day, experience a lot again and make more memories
Memories that don't last that long
We're just passing in each others' life
I feel the heat again
But I'm still chilling
My head feels so light and so heavy at the same time
I coughed again, my chest tightened
Everytime...
I don't wanna feel like this
But guess, I payed the consequence of my own actions
Self-blame, maybe
Overexertion, can be
The songs are playing again and again
My playlist consist of such songs that almost describes how I am currently
My mind's in shambles again
What am I writing?
I'm still chilling.
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