20s ft. going crazy with the rhyme

Flowers flew by my side
Birds waiting for a ride
I plea, but down in the dead zone it resides
This skewed guide, choices wide
How am I supposed to decide?
High tides, broken pride
At myself, I deride
With my inner self I collide
To myself I lied
Distracted somewhere
My mind in constant divide
Yesterday again I cried
Free, yet I feel my hands are tied
Sleep deprived, an unknown cide
Still trying to find
Unwilling to bide
“White Ferrari” playing in my mind
My unstable 20s
I do my best to stride

Inspiration: White Ferrari by Frank Ocean