Boiling deep inside me,
Something that I don't hold power on,
Choices recklessly taken,
Throwing me off my balance.

Hard to find that peace in me,
If at all it exists inside of me,
Doubting myself over and again,
Hard to find a reason to all madness.

Searching for an argument,
With whoever, I don't really care,
Blinding my reasonable mind,
Though I know I might regret it.

Sighing a lot while thinking,
What is it all worth for,
Why should I bother,
When I know I can still beat it.

PS