every ounce of energy.

I haven't slept for 24 hours

And I won't sleep for 24 more

I can't eat, I can't even shower

I can't seem to get up from the floor

Just how long do you think I can stay here?

Just how long do you think I can lie?

I'll smile and wave, and say that I'm safe here

But sooner or later, I know that here is where I'll die

Stuck inside my own mind

I haven't wept since I don't even know when

I haven't smiled sincere in a while

I haven't meant a word that I've spoken

I'm not heaven-sent, I'm evil and vile

I haven't cried, and I don't know why

There's plenty to cry about

I'm stuck at a roundabout

Give me a reason to even keep up my breathing

I'm feeling hopeless and worthless, becoming numb so it hurts less

Oh please, just give me a reason to make it to the next season

I feel compressed, undynamic

Just verging on manic

It's taking every ounce of energy to not panic

I haven't cried, and I don't know why

There's plenty to cry about

I'm stuck at a roundabout

I've bargained, and lied, and forsaken my pride

And now the noose is tied

I'm losing my will to fight

But perhaps these winds could wash out my sins

And give me something to smile about

Like a child on a merry-go-round

Substituting a smile for a frown

And maybe, in time I'll consolidate my mind

And see there's plenty of joy to find

The truth that's beneath the lie

That one day, I truly will be fine