Look at all that mess
Where did all the rest go?
Is it all a test?
Clean it or just let go

Doing all the best
but all of it is killing me
just like when playing chess
when everything is gone but me

When everyone needs help
but everyone is helping me
I keep running away
while everyone's protecting me

Just like a King in chess
A burden in my chest
When everything is out of place
and everything will be erased

what a mess...

A mess I thought I can suppress
should I clean it with a soap?
or just let them clean all the rest?

Maybe I should tell them that
my mind's not at it's best
My mind is in a mess
and can't think straight, oh what a mess

A chaos and a lot of chaos
they are burning in my mind
like I'm in a middle of a fight
but I am about to die

At this point I'm not a leader
Everyone thinks I'm a loser
If I lose hope all that fast
My leadership just might last

So I must go
And do my best and not let everyone down
when everything is out of place
I shouldn't let all my guard down

Now look at all this mess
When will all the rest go?
This isn't a test
I will never let go
© opaya