All day
Staring at the ceiling
Makin' friends with shadows on my wall
All night
Hearing voices telling me that I should get some sleep
Because tomorrow might be good for something
Hold on
Feeling like I'm headed for a breakdown and I don't know why
Well I'm not crazy
I'm just a little unwell
I know right now you can't tell
But stay a while and maybe then you'll see
A different side of me
I'm not crazy
I'm just a little impaired
I know, right now you don't care
But soon enough you're gonna think of me
And how I used to be
Me, talking to myself in public
And dodging glances on the train
And I knowI know they've all been talkin' bout me
I can hear them whisper
And it makes me think that there must be
Something wrong with me
Out of all the hours thinkin
Somehow I've lost my mind
Thursday, April 10, 2008
Unwell
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YOu are not unwell. Just tired, take a break, a long one. Lift yourself out of this gloom and start afresh. We all got to start again, right? We just cannot allow ourselves to wellow in self-pity.
Why should we even care what others are talking? Our conscience is clear, we can lift our heads up high.
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