I don't wanna be here anymore

Poetry

Existentialism

And your eyes that reflect the worlds you saw

You said "coming with me is a decision"

Even though we both know that the chemical reactions in my head won't allow me to choose

Programmed by my upbringing I deluded myself that free will exists

Temptations masquerade themselves as feelings and words cut like razors through my skin

The unexamined life is not worth living

However, I have trouble sleeping at night I need to get out of this place

But the stubborn illusion of fate won't leave me alone

Why am I thinking like this?

Dilated pupils

Short breaths

And the audacity to try and quantify my feelings

I tend to lose the point in-between

This is maybe why I need you

I remind myself that life is about perspective

And my feelings are the result of a story I told myself

Or maybe you told me to tell myself

Words masquerade themselves as feelings and temptations cut like razors through my skin

What about you?

Do you just feel things?

Like all the other humans we used to mock?

Do you just act based on your emotions?

If I knew the exact reasons I feel this way about you

Would I still feel this way?

If I don't care about what you think of me

Then why does it hurt so much?

The chaos around me Is tired of me trying to figure it out

And patterns start to emerge through the shadows

I'm lost somewhere between

Poetry

Existentialism

And your eyes that reflect the worlds you saw

Maybe they also reflect the worlds ahead of you

all I know is that

"I don't want to be here anymore"

You smiled and said

"then come with me"