It's all in my head, the feelings, and the emotions. The voices, the doubt. The insecurities, the self-hatred. It's all in my head, the imagination, the fake scenarios. The wants, the dreams. I care but I don't. I want what I can't have, they're so out of reach, so close but always so far. I don't care anymore. It's all in my head. The dishonesty and lies. Treat me how you will, I care but I don't, it's all in my head. It's all it ever will be, a dream in my imagination. It's all falling to pieces, my mental health, my life. Always on a decline. It's all in my head, and I don't care, I did, but now I don't. No one could fix it if they tried. All they will receive will be the failure and memories of my life. And the thoughts and words on my mind.