Some feelings are weird,
They battle with me unprepared,
I am sure not scared,
With the tools I procure.
They haunt me like clutches,
The moment it comes and touches,
Some feelings are weird,
They battle with me unprepared.
I am aware I fought back,
I am conscious to tackle an attack,
Some feelings are weird,
They battle with me unprepared.
They went back to their cobweb,
To spin another weirdo step by step,
But my conscious arose and talked loud,
They pulled me back from the weird crowd.
