Stuck

I hate to panick all the time about what has to get done, but I get stuck and too often I forget what kept me up and instead I become a hustler on a free ride thanking for this life. Am I just another gemini or am I living two lives? I don’t know, but hold on a moment I’ll probably change my mind or create another theory explaining what is wrong and what is right. Just like everybody I wake up to fight what lives inside so it doesn’t collide with that what is supposed to feel like a life. I question my reality so often I don’t know if it exists. The power of thought creates storms within me that one day I hope to control and not let it be a nuisance to my body and my soul. I never thought I’d live so occupied by what’s inside that I lose connection with what is on the other side, of the bus, the tube or any other ride.