Liminal Lucid Life

Am I actually alone
Should I still check behind me
Am I feeling okay
Should I adventure to see
Am I getting lost
Is this where I’m meant to be
Am I learning myself
Am I chopping trees to save the leaves

I think I’m falling deeper (alive)
Boiled like a heater (survive)
Kill me in a two-seater (die)
Judgement of a beater (lie)

Am I sick inside
Is my paranoia justified
Am I buried alive
Is my throat still umbilically tied
Am I falling apart
Are mental faculties fried
Am I dead at heart
Is it all just unhelpful lies

Advertise to death (complete)
In-debt yourself (obsolete)
Use the room for meth (end)
Equip mental filth (bend)

Am I overreacting
Am I afraid of being them
Am I selfish exacting
Am I haunted by a then
Am I creating hurdles
Are my thoughts just lying men
As my heart curdles
My discomfort is like a trend

I think I’m falling deeper (alive)
Boiled like a heater (survive)
Kill me in a two-seater (die)
Judgement of a beater (lie)
Advertise to death (complete)
In-debt yourself (obsolete)
Use the room for meth (end)
Equip mental filth (bend)