I know it

I'll tell you what's wrong, I know what it is

It's the anxiety that builds, the anxiety that never yields

I never know how to describe these feelings, but I'll the you it's a manifestation of my life, 

I know it, I know it, I know it

I feel grandiose, troubled, and abstract.

The dreams turn into realities and the realities turn into dreams.

Too abstract? It doesn't quit.

I told you I didn't want to take a dip.

I know it, I know it, I know it.

I can't compare to others, it's not real it's not fair.

What happens, happens, and it is what it is.

Do you know what I'm feeling?

I reach for it and grasp the emotion, but it always lets go.

I know it, I know it, I know it.

The pressure builds to preform at my best, 

But I never know how to submit the request.

These coping mechanisms just don't work, 

So i take one in the morning, another at night, and hope that it works.

It doesn't

I know it, I know it, I know it.

I could have mixed it up and saw you in a space,

Another manifestation I could not even haste.

It took me away from Earth and blinded my soul,

But it's okay I never really believed what a soul could do.

But you know when I'm in my feelings, typing away,

Scrolling through pages, listening to my jams,

I can only live a lie that I'm okay,

and confess to you my worries when I'm troubled and doubtful.

I'm the epitome of fools gold in the rut,

making you think you got what you're looking for,

hiding in plain sight, terrorizing your dreams,

I'm your heathen, I'm the one.

I know it.

I feed you my conscious thoughts on a platter that's more twisted than twine,

I hope you know I am divine, far from a swine,

Up at night thinking of you, but wondering if you know what's true, too.

I know it.