People surround me, I can’t fucking move.
Lost in this ocean, completely subdued.
Tear me from my home, burn me up inside.
What is this illusion I can’t seem to find?
Running to my door and reaching for my bed.
Can’t fight the fucking anger that lives in my head.
Hope is not an option, I’m a pessimistic fuck.
I’m stuck --- I can’t seem to find a way in.
Every single day I’m just stuck in my way,
lost to the point where I’m going insane.
Socially stuck; I’m too afraid to fly,
looking at the ground kicking rocks to the side.
Hopeless fucking problems; I’ve got a lot.
I could try much harder but I’d rather not.
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