Losing Track Of My Head

Losing track of my head.
One moment I’m here, one moment I’m there.

What is right and what is wrong
Between two worlds of bliss and sorrow

Reaching a point of no return
Still re-routes appear in my sight

My emotion erodes obvious confusion.
Types of feelings I’ve yet to experience before… will I slip or will I fall?

Can anyone tell me my state of mind?
You or you or you or I?

I feel like I’m shooting into the sky.
Can’t go up without coming down.

So on and on the craziness goes
Where my life is taking me, no one knows.

Others happiness has become my fuel
Sometimes losing track of the most important tool.

I’ve built bridges that are destined to fall  
Yet maybe some bridges will benefit all

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Poker face with an intended flush
I am the ace of spades