I can hear it again that whisper
In time it will get more louder
It won't stop that authoritative voice
Hissing in mockery about My invisible choice

I tend to overthink every thing I've done
All the good and bad under the moon and Sun
I want to switch off the chaos inside My mind
Lock myself up and leave everything behind

When I'm alone I turn to thoughts of Me
Whatever happened to what I was supposed to be
Then I get worked up and my anxiety hits the roof
I can't get it under control while My sanity I try to prove

People all around living in a ruled society
Many pretending to follow in Kingdom Heavenly
Where do I belong? I don't fit in here at all
I'm perceived as the outcast, human oddball

There seems to be no cure for my madness
I...