Mental Stability
I can't sleep, I'm feeling weak
I think I'm losing my mind again
Misunderstood, I can't explain
No reason at all for this misery
Caught dead in my tracks
And I've got no where to run.
This is what happens
When we all run through the door
At the same place
At the same time
I'm still here confused
Still lost in myself
With my hands tied behind my back.
Hitting rock bottom
Falling from above
And nobody knows
And they never will
Until the day I actually know
What goes on in my head.
Caught dead in my tracks
With no where to run
With my hands tied
My mouth sealed shut
I'll slam the door into the face of another
Still unable to close my eyes
Again and again
Please, be the last battle
Please be the end.
(c) E.P.