misplaced

i would be finding myself miserable im finding all that i need in material cause all of this is leaving me hysterial i need to find myself to leave it alone im deciding if i should leave my soul i would need to leave before i pick up the bowl i would need the feeling to go before i turn into stone i need the help to pick up the phone i need to find what i needed most the urgency makes me want to leave from the do' i dont really feel like going home im feeling my conscious being thrown i feel the weight of the world on my own idk if i should really go, most of the time im curling my eyelids im having problems so i show fitz i shouldn't let it rip me up because of this i shouldn't let me rip me up into pieces im just looking for some creases im opening up and it's feelings my doubts im just looking for something around im thinking of the voices getting too loud im feeling the pressure bringing me down im feeling the weight making me drown all i needed was to be simple but it hurts when i let it get in control of the risk that id take but most of yall would hate and it's starting to feel too late but i know most of it is great i would lose myself and break, up against the gates im feeling all that feels misplaced thru most of the pain i am feeling drained with disappointment circumferencing alot of nerves are confronting to push over the lump i need alot to push over the pump enough to get rid of this feeling like a chump