Bombarded

As my thoughts take tangent turns,

My mind races, and seems to burn,

As i try to make sense,

Confusion becomes dense,

Spinning like a merry go round,

Dizziness then sub consciousness,

Day Dreams become nightmares,

Stop stay right there,

But i cant, cuz im on the move,

Traveling the path with a point to prove,

Proud to be who i am,

Controlling my temptations can be difficult,

Nothing too lose, but much to gain,

paranoya attacks my brain,

Compulsive actions lead to lonely nights,

Pointless attractions and meaningless fights,

Judged by many and many i judge,

For no reason but my own insecurity,

But i keep on moving, cuz im all ive got,

Will i ever know why?

Maybe so, maybe not.