I’M FINE

 

my reflection troubles me 

a cognizance, a big deal 

a world caged with bars of steel 

can I even explain how I feel?

I’m fine, but I’m not okay 

my world spin like the disc jockey 

fully bothered but look less troubled 

my worries consistently gets doubled 

at the verge of insanity 

already losing touch with reality 

stretch a hand and see if I will bulge 

my sanity has left its cozy spot of lodge 

a rolling stone gathers no moss 

like a steel coin I toss

a rush of blood to my head 

just let me be, it’s not something to weld 

soothingly, my smile mask a mockery 

an empty print in a won lottery 

my energies drained, a flaccid battery 

can I be self-charged for assault and battery?

@talk2leigh

(X & insta)

8:34pm

27 May 2026