It’s all in your head

So here’s the deal.

 

It’s all in your head-

The demons which sabotage your worthiness,

The shadows that lurk around your insecurity,

The sadists which feed on your felicity,

The giants that jeopardize your possibility.

See, it all begins and ends here- in your head.

All these semblances-in your head and the power to succumb, in your hands!

 

Whether you believe in yourself or you won’t,

Whoever said that you ain’t worthy of being heard and be known?

Whether you care enough to care about the fleeting or you don’t,

Whoever said you can’t write your destiny on your own?

Whether you chose to face your fears or turn away,

It’s all you-in your head.

We have all been designed that way-

We become what we think, not what others say.

See, it all begins and ends in your head

 

So you had always wanted to look a certain way,

To be a certain somebody, to live a certain life.

That societal norms forcing you to be a certain somebody-

That fire in you- you turned it into ice

The facade of prosperity stopping you from making that giant leap towards your destiny,

The voices inside stopping you from breaking free

And the excuses you give to the world, or rather to yourself,

for the dreams that you killed- it’s all a lie, an illusion, a sham to not face reality.

Since it’s all in your head.

 

So you had always wanted to marry when you felt ready,

To build your life slow and steady.

To abandon that toxic relationship and overcome that hate;

To remember your self worth and not settle for come what may,

You hear whispers behind your back- you could care or my dear, just choose to slay,

Since it’s all in your head.

 

You play the victim to your own circumstances,

You indulge in shifting blames of your own misery,

A charade of explanations to fool nobody but yourself; such a trickery!

Because you know and have always known that the only one in control of your life is you,

And the only thing stopping you from writing your story is you,

You have known and will always know

While you abandon something perennial,

And succumb to the veneer of something ephemeral,

The conceit that you weave to justify yourself-

It’s all in your head.

The mind is a powerful thing in all it’s austerity

Only when you walk past that cloud of delusion will you have clarity-

It’s all in your head!