Lyric

Listening to raindrops, I lay in bed

At the rotten end of a boring life, I said

Clock says two in the afternoon

Wasting my arm, what do I do?

Watching the surface of boring things and faces

Night comes again, repeating spaces

Haunted inside my head, I shake

Someone’s voice cuts deep, I can’t fake

Pain hits hard, I throw up my fear

Tears fall slowly, drop by drop, clear

Evening starts, another day

Stomach growls, what will I pay?

Unhealthy food stabbing through me

Is today just yesterday, can’t you see?

Feeling down, looking at myself

Grey and quiet, shelves of mental health

Plans for tomorrow, gulping it down

I drift along, without a sound

What was yesterday for?

Is it just for today, or something more?

And what about today, what’s it for?

I’m floating, lost, can’t ignore

A bracelet on my arm, proof I’m alive

Pricks and pokes, yet I survive

Plans for the day after gone, I sway

Drifting through life, in a flit, a fray