I lead a troubled life, inside
due to great discrepancy
in my head
between who I long to be
and who I am.
And the pressure built between temples
has proven to be a friend,
propelling the mind to new heights of comprehension
before pushing it off the edge.
Can I forfeit yet, would that be alright?
The sun that shines so mercurially for me
will soon set.
The path that was never meant to be tread
will soon end.