In just four lines, the speaker admits to drifting away from what they believe in. They say they have "fall[en] out of loop" with their values, as if those values were a routine or a group chat they stopped keeping up with, not something dramatic they betrayed. That casual phrasing makes the loss feel quietly ordinary, which is part of what makes it unsettling.
The second line adds a twist: the speaker drowns the values out "with the sound of flutes." Flutes are light and pleasant, so the speaker seems to be covering a nagging inner voice with something pretty and distracting. It reads like avoidance, not a clear decision.
Then the tone shifts to open questions: "Where are my values / What are my truths." The missing question mark on the last line makes it feel unfinished, almost flat, as if the speaker is too tired or unsure to press for an answer. The mood is restless and uneasy, a moment of waking up and realizing something important has gone missing.