No Title Yet lyrics critique- folkish. Haven't figured out a chorus yet

My thoughts go too deep, my head thinks things through
my hands are bound and yearn to break loose
A new year came but all went unchanged
I know now I have left myself shortchanged


The young girl twirls her hair around her finger
but the boy is too scared to say what he thinks of her
That young boy finds himself buried in me
he's finding a way to set himself free


I hear you, on the wind in my room
wondering if you'll be there if I figure this out soon
The fog settles on the night sky
the stars are hiding, as though they're shy

My time is plentiful but I can't waste it now
My plans have always been the chain weighing me down
But flee and hide in the forest my mind yells
Build a small cabin near a river, without any farewells