Feeling Inside Poem by David Self

Sitting alone is the place I've been,
Built not to talk like a machine.
Feeling uncomfortable in myself,
What is it that feeling to be.

Sometimes I hate looking in the mirror,
To see what is there I wish the light was dimmer.
It's a shell of myself inside and out,
Let myself go I have no doubt.

How do I get back on the "life" horse,
How to find the best course.
My motivation is drained,
With no get up and go maybe I need to start slow.

I'm in a battle with myself,
To find my goal.
To pick myself up and have another roll,
Of life's dice.

All I know right now is it's low,
And I struggle with myself at best.
It's just another of life's tests,
But will I solve this life's mess.