Floating in and out,
Through states of reality and fiction,
Not knowing what’s true,
Not seeing the bigger picture.

Not understanding,
How or why,
We are put here,
In the first place.

Attempting to predict,
What lays ahead,
Far too many ideas,
Race around in my head.

Will I fly high?
Higher than the stars in the sky?
Will I lose control of myself,
With no idea how or why?

The question to ask myself,
Is what does my life mean?
When I’m constantly haunted,
By thoughts and bad dreams.

Complex or simple?
I really do wonder,
Am I staying afloat,
Or sinking down under?

My mind overthinks,
When life really is simple,
When I could instead, think less,
Letting go of unnecessary stress.