Victim of My Own Imagination

I am a victim To the imagination of my own I have been tricked in By my mind, to walk among the tombstones... I feel shallow within, without backbone! Once I loved myself, but now I oppose... All these thoughts when my mind turned Into an evil sanctum! I am one of those throwaway dreams That I’ve been dreaming If you give me the time, maybe I could retreat if my life still holds a meaning I pretend as if I need no help But I want a ray of light, for I see my dark life! I’m stupid emo whose depressed And my anxiety just knocked, there it arrives! I worry my creativity has turned me insane Yet another reason for my heartbreak I once for sure dreamed of a perfect life But I guess I won’t be able to pay the price For a life called correct As my imagination, victimized me into somebody even I don’t recognize!