Pygmalion

The fog in my brain is never clear. I only hear lies in my mind motivated by fear.

I have to fix what's not broken and nothing is stopping me. Here it comes, my self fulfilling prophecy.

When it comes to life, I have a distorted view. It makes my reality very distorted too.

I absolutely do not care. I have no issue causing trouble over problems that are not there.

I made a mess, how did I get here? I made poor choices over unrealistic fear.

I listened to advice from my elders who told me to let go, but my anxiety said no.

I really was trying to do right. but I made a big mess because I held on too tight.

Making trouble with so much persistence only brought my scary imagination into existence.

I let the wrong things really challenge me. The end result was turning my worse fears into reality.

I thought I could change my lack of imaginary satisfaction by trying to control everyone's actions.

Mentally, all I did was hurt my health. I fed all of my worries and now I've really hurt myself.

I wish my unfounded fear never got to me, If it hadn't, I wouldn't have created this self fulfilling prophecy.