Makes sense to me, how 'bout you?

Dancing on my own grave
Every day is the same.
Wishing the pressure would be released.
The feeling of inner peace
My future is looking blurry
Time to take off
But my flight is delayed
I feel betrayed
My thoughts consume everything.
The outside looks fine.
Inside it's a mess
Would you expect anything less?
Depressed
Over Stressed
You don't know the thoughts and images
Running through my head.
I don't even dream
I feel insane
Nothing will ever be the same.

A Thread of Sanity

Hey how's your head?
That was a pretty nasty fall.
No don't get up
There's to worry about
Nothing at all..

You're fine.
But from now on,
You're mine.
A prisoner of your own mind.

Social suicide of the individual.
Now a victim of emotion.
Suffocating from the pressure,
From all sides.
To fit a mold.
They say,
"It's time to put dreams on hold."
"You have been sold."

I am your conscious
The voice(s) inside
The one(s) hell bent
On Ruining your life.

Splitting headache
Matching heartache
Can't think
Not now
Not then
So is this the end?
Is this how it all turns out?
Where every must scream and shout?
My life is a broken record
One of misfortune and mess ups
The epitome of a teenage idiot

De-Railed

Stress and anxiety sets in
I'm not built for this
It's not in my blueprints
Someone hit the panic button
Not this time
They wanna see what happens
No emergency brake
Where's the shut off valve?
Oh shit
Hang on, no one is making it out this time around.
All sanity is gone
The emergency help switch is busted
No more time
Panic Panic Panic!
No one can help me this time
Not even the flying spaghetti monster..