i am jack's scared shitless guts that are missing since day one

I am gutless, scared shitless of things in life.

Always wondering what I can do better after certain things had already transpired.

Inside me, I am screaming: Let me be free.

Yes, release the tyler durden in me. Let me grab Chance on the neck and strangle the air out of it. Let Chance be afraid of me. Let Chance run away from me.

Inside me, I am screaming: Where are my guts?

Inside me, I have imploded, sucking the life out of other people.

Inside me, I have released some melancholy.