What can you do when you can't convince yourself that everything is already fine?

It's good enough for anybody else, but I still waste my time

On minor fixes to invisible problems that only exist in my head

I'm turning pages and writing answers to questions that haven't been asked yet

Chemicals

Electrical impulse

Unachievable

I'm fixated on outdated wallpaper

With possible flaws behind

I'm obsessed with the uncontrollable

And visions of the divine

Chemicals

Electrical impulse

I livе

With the knowledge that I'll nеver be

Who I should be

But what would it have been like

If I could have gotten

As close as I could