My thoughts are crowded
In a dusty mind.
My moves are counted,
My steps in time.
My life is measured,
It ticks away-
Forever fearing
Of becoming prey.
Being stalked
And afraid to die,
Wondering if
My is a lie.
Forever taunted
By invisible foes,
Remembering things
That nobody knows.
Scared to share.
Anything I may feel-
Never knowing if
It's actually real.
Please help me to choose,
To find the right way.
Teach me to live,
Before I tick away.
