5. Crawling

Crawling in my skin
Consuming all I feel
Fear is how I fall
Confusing what is real

There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface
Consuming/Confusing
This lack of self-control I fear is never-ending
Controlling/I can't seem

To find myself again
My walls are closing in
[Without a sense of confidence and I'm convinced
That there's just too much pressure to take]
I've felt this way before
So insecure

Discomfort, endlessly has pulled itself upon me
Distracting/Reacting
Against my will I stand beside my own reflection
It's haunting how I can't seem...