Into the Verse

Some seconds away from my asylum

The worries of outside has been on my end like extra-curriculum

Mood switching up frequently; A broken radio frequency

My hands tied but out there in my mind I'm still fighting

I know good from bad

But so many unanswered questions at hand

Happy or sad?

Indifferent,cause all felt suicidal

If in time continuum I could move from front to back

I'd erase my past,so the pains now doesn't last