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.