trapped

Thoughts actions and words all relate but why is it so hard to control them why is anger here where love suppose to be who knows me nobody does not even myself a lost feeling deep within a come to the lord but the devil is on my back in my ear on my shoulder whispering to me i dont wanna believe but in reality this is me change is constant but a journey they say its a long road ahead of me but i keep making detours in places im not welcome but i will only see for myself reroute or keep going on whos to say how to learn from mistakes risk u never take neverous anxious keep thoughts running thru your mind uneccessary things keep your attention conformed to a world to lust you wonder what one thinks if you only knew how they could careless for you i search and search but nothing is found what to do say think im stuck in a box traped in my own mind .