I don’t feel good
but I don’t mean like that
I feel bad
I feel sad
I am wrong in the head
I don’t know how I’m supposed to feel
but I know I shouldn’t feel like this
are you okay?
you might ask me
and I might say I am
or I might tell you the truth
and tell you that I’m good enough
because that’s the best I can hope for
right now
it’s like I tasted heaven
but I wasn’t really there
I simply passed by the gate
because I lost the key
that was chained to my neck
and now it’s in Peter’s hand
and he refuses to let go