The Red Pill

Lying here alone

Questioning everything

Pondering

How?

Why?

Who?

What?

Where?

When?

Will I?

I wish I knew the answers

These answers hold the key

The key to my happiness

And so I lay up at night

Counting the seconds

Constantly thinking

How do I describe how I feel?

Why do I feel this way?

Who should I talk to?

What can I do to change?

Where will I find the answers?

When will I know?

Will I ever know?

These questions haunt my mind

They never stop

But as I dive deeper

Deeper into the rabbit hole of my mind

I find myself seeing flaws

And wondering?

How deep does my rabbit hole go?

Why do I choose to look?

Who will notice if I change?

When should I change?

Where does the rabbit hold end?

What will I see in the mirror?

Will I see me?

Will I like what I see?

Or will I turn around

Take the blue pill

And leave myself alone?