Conflicted

I want the wall

To collapse

I don’t want to evolve

I want to relapse

I don’t understand

Should life be a syrup of maple

Or like an volcanic land

So very unstable

I purposely want them to fret

This psycho dilemma, I don’t get!

I went for them to shed tears

I am raising their fears

I want to prove

To myself

That I cannot improve

I can’t sleep in my bed

As these thoughts buzz in my head

For the thought of these crimes

I have myself convicted

In court that is my mind

I have no time

To save myself from being so conflicted