Not sure when this all began again.
This feeling that used to be dormant.
I thought it died but then it went rampant.
Overflowing without my consent.
This used to be so wrong, I said.
And that was why, my own emotions I had to bind.
Although it now feels right, something else still lingers in my mind.
Yes, the timing is still not at all great.
I guess they weren't wrong comparing these feelings to taking drugs.
So euphoric, so uplifting,
Yet so poisonous, so menacing.
Eventually, you just self-destruct.
Yeah, I've still gotta hold myself back.
What feels right may not always be right.
Not especially when my work is always up to my neck,
And the extra pressure will just cause my own sanity, and my heart to go berserk, and break.
