My heart is a stadium of ambiguous emotions,
In cahoots with my anger to leave my soul paralysed.

My mind is a battle I have to fight every day,
For it is a rebel of my life that tries to bring me down.

My confidence, a notion that was supposed to bring
The best out of me holds me prisoner
To imagined circumstances that would never be.

I am a terrain of sickly emotions,
A taste of misery,
So when you decide that I am the one for you,
Leave space for the bag of sated memories I carry on my back.