Inception

When I start to be well,
A feeling throught my skin,
Slowly everything begins to change,
I enter into a spiral of pain.

Why every time something goes well
Everything ends up going wrong?

Again inception to me,
Again inception to me,
again inception to me.

Start to scracht,
Is my routine and will remain,
And enourmous weight to my mind,
A difficult solution to find.

Why every time something goes well
Everything ends up going wrong?

Again inception to me,
Again inception to me,
again inception to me.

No matter how long I must run,
Because I know at the end of the way is the aim.