I’m running in circles, caught in the spin,
Trying to say the words but I don’t know where to begin.
Hands are shaking, heart’s so tired,
Dreams burning slow but the flames expire.

I build up walls, make them high and wide,
I’m a lazy perfectionist with nowhere to hide.
I bury my voice, swallow it down,
Afraid it won’t matter, afraid I’ll drown.

Hyperfixations, they keep me safe,
Lost in distractions like they’re my hiding place.
Overthinking every word, every move I make,
Trying to be perfect, even when I break.

I don’t know how to be around men like him,
Talking feels like...