I’ve been feeding my bad side lately; I need to check myself

It’s almost as if I’m being compelled, it’s not letting me excel

I’m feeling overwhelmed, it’s been causing me to rebel

The influences are coming from the past, certain flashbacks, certain triggers

Sometimes my issues are small, and I make them bigger

Things are running smooth and I make them bitter

I make up all these possibilities and it’s messing up my smooth melodies

It shrinks my capabilities, I’m eating all this negativity

Shut in a mental disability, overreacting at stupidities, such hostilities

It’s not a probability, it’s a certainty

My main responsibility is to constantly check myself