which position depicts the reality from fiction when i'm spittin with a split personality?
cuz i mention my interest to enter a different dimension than many wish to visit but then again
am i missin a simple mentality to pivot out of these boundaries that my body's been sent in?
well i found the key, my dementia aint sittin down to sleep, now you listen
cuz honestly my prison cell does keep me from myself to be accelin
shall i surrender somehow to end it all or witness me fall from the wall to risk my death sentence?
b/c every one of my senses are itchin for help to see and solve my health issues, also my intentions
can i resolve it, getting my doubts to dissolve b/c my friends count on my attendance?
i'm involved by no limits, but i'm flawed from my figments
you might call me apprenticed to my walls i'm presented...