You why is it so hard for me to trust feelings of such great disgust? Fucked up visions fill my mind not able to see the truth feeling blind, my heart begins to race sweat pouring down my face hands shaking like a leaf searching for some relief why do I believe the lies that fill my head? Why can't I just listen to what is being said? Why do I fumble and become weak? Feeling unworthy, feeling bleak why do I let my critic win?