Trapped in the web of decisions made,
I miss feeling free.
Free from the world and it's ensnaring situations,
they deceive me constantly.
I know I am capable of greatness, however,
I care not for showing the world.
For every light of my success,
they'd eat them all alive.
A constant fear shadows me,
that the world is right about me.
Perhaps I am doomed in all I pursue,
I have not what it takes.
I try hard to fight so that I might,
silence the voice that nags me through the night.
It whispers tales of how I'll fail,
to escape this spiders web.