Uneasy Wonder

This feeling inside deep down in my mind what could it be.
I wonder what is this feeling inside of me?
It feels surreal yet unreal it's
tangible yet not physical.

I wonder I wonder oh what could it be this
feeling inside that is inside of me this feeling is
this what they call uneasy? It's not unpleasant
but it's not exactly pleasant.
This uneasy wonder causes me pain but then again pain isn't so bad.

I guess misery loves my company but
I'm fond of her too we make the perfect
couple it makes my life a living hell .
love and hate I'm incapable of both but to
be hated and to love these are the things I dream of.

So I wonder wonder what could it be this feeling this
feeling that's growing inside me. tearing my lungs and
breaking my heart stealing my breath it tears me apart
piece by piece limb from limb it's my madness that's feeding him.

He feeds on my mind all of the time slowly
stealing what makes me
who I am my essence itself leaving me
empty as if a blank book on a shelf.

So I wonder I wonder why o why pick me to give
this feeling this feeling indeed
that "Uneasy Wonder" is killing me.