Perfection is the least nearest trait next to me
and I won't dare pretend I possess it
It's difficult to admit it when all I want is to relieve it
My heart gasps for air as I suffocate through despair
Am lost for words but still can't stop the charter going on inside my head
Am desperate to be free from being made captive by me
Imprisoned in my mind where am the jailer the judge and still the criminal mastermind
Ironically am still the jury ,the court and still my own lawyer
Am a complete package of disaster a ticking time bomb almost to explored
How did I get to be here .....is still a question I struggle to answer
I've tried to retrace my steps back and all that's followed is bad luck
Instead of loosening the situation I dive deeper into the diversion
Am trapped inside my own body with no hope of resurfacing
Darkness has swallowed me whole ,my soul not sparing

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