Final Life Trajectory

I try hard to persevere but I don't know what I am persevering on I'm just obsessed with explaining everything in words My heart has never changed but I have become too selfish Recovering consciousness, it is no longer what it used to be It turns out that childishness occupies all my consciousness Surrounded by barbs at the mercy of reality I want to sprint, but I walk slower and slower, filled with fear Distinguish between reality and reality and discover that the world is full of jagged teeth