Wired Wrong

Breathe in static Breathe out sparks. This system stutters when it starts. There’s fire on the wire and noise in my veins, No calm in this code, just pressure and strain. Can’t sit still, can’t calm the noise, I hunt relief like it’s a prize. I light the match, I watch it burn But peace is something I never learn. My hands shake like broken clocks, I talk in sparks, I think in shocks. I bluff control most nights, And every day I pay the price. All my thoughts crash like a train, No off switch, just static and pain. I’m wired wrong, pulled too tight. No brake, no map, no guiding light. I wear my chaos every night Just sparks and smoke when I come down. They say “breathe deep,” like that’s enough, But shallow words don’t make me tough. I count to ten, I scream at walls The louder it gets, the harder I fall. I write my name in fog and steam, Then watch it fade like every dream. A maze I trace but can’t redraw A war I fight with no applause. I talk real tough, I bluff the brave But some days I collapse to save. Still wearing battles through the night I’m wired wrong, pulled too tight. No guide, no light, no exit sign, Just chasing breath I’ll never find. I hold my breath When my thoughts won’t quit. Don’t need a savior Just silence I can sit with. I’m not broken Just a little bent. Still here. Still trying. Still not gone. The silence screams louder than words ever could. Too loud to think. Too fast to run. I’m not losing I’m just coming undone. I’m wired wrong, and that’s okay, Still standing, still burning through. No fix, no cure, just getting through This fire I walk is nothing new. Breathe in static... Breathe out sparks... I’m wired wrong And not every flame burns clean. Still walking, Even when the smoke blinds me. But every spark still lights the dark, And broken still can leave a mark.