Neither outside nor inside
I'm not safe
I can't trust my own instincts
I keep telling myself I'm not afraid
But I'm scared to death
There is always something there
A sound, a smell, a shadow, whispering voices
It's all so real in my head
I know that reality hurts and I'm afraid of myself
Afraid of losing control, afraid of letting go
So I lock myself up and suffer in silence
I repeat this goddamn pattern over and over again
I force myself to relive every nightmare, every drama
And I continue to do this to myself just to survive another day