Human

Label me crazy, desperate for trying to make ends meet • Asking for it like a prey knocks on its hunters' door • Fading between the lines of what I used to see as black and white • Waking up to monsters I thought that I've slayed in my dreams • Letting panic attacks hold my senses hostage • Staring at the mess reflecting back in the mirror • Tracing cuts and bruises on my skin, trophies of fresh attempts • Questioning what it means to be human,to err, to fall, to succumb