The dopamine is out of whack,
Any moment I’ll crack,
or at least that’s what I fear,
becoming another statistic.
Chemicals…
images…
sounds…
shadows…
You all are nothing compared to my might.
my brain might be malfunctioning,
but I will become it’s king.
I am not yet one with myself
for there are 3.
But once I find true nirvana
maybe finally I’ll be free