trapped

cliff
head goes left right
yet they all stays night
still staying pit black

trapped
in a misery
of confusion
of dilemma

to be happy
to not be happy
to be grateful
or to thrive for more that you can never be grateful

it feels right to be wrong
but it's wrong to be right
to be or not to be
and i say,
do we even have the freedom to (feel, be)?