I felt it in my mind, the seven walls of knowledge, felt what she said as I pondered and felt the world.
Losing my mind, the psycho, the ideology that had kept me all night long.
Felt the soul, the unrest, the state of bipolar driving me crazy and beyond my expectation.
Though I smile, I felt not. The food, the taste, the word that echoes neither moved me like I once did.
I'm losing my voice, the choice,the zeal,the sanity...