Why do I some days not want to go outside?
Why do I curl into a ball not able to move?
Why do I some days desire to run and hide?
Why do I choose to withdraw not improve?

Why do I seem forever stuck deep in a rut?
Why do I dwell upon the negative things?
Why do I choose not to kick my own butt?
Why do I not see the positives life brings?

Why do I tremble constantly deep within?
Why do I never feel warmth, only coldness?
Why do I choose to frown, no longer grin?
Why do I no longer meet fear with boldness?

Why do I tell another only to themselves be true?
Why do I when giving advice, can talk the talk?
Why do I miss this talk within then misconstrue?
Why do I find myself, afraid to walk the walk?

These are questions, I ask myself almost every day.
Knowing much better things await for me to find.
Answers do not frequently appear clear or display.
Leaving me to wonder, have I finally lost my mind?