i was so worried that i stopped caring about everything
but then i realized i was just so unhappy
i couldn’t care
it’s not that i didn’t, it’s that i couldn’t
i’m pulling happiness from small things like blustery fall breezes
because i don’t have it so i have to grab it
i have to process it and realize that i’m happy
because most of the time, i’m not.
I went through so many years of my life unhappy,
so unhappy, and only so many people really knew.
I tried to hide it and I kept it bottled up but
sometimes it would seep out.
and now that i’m not keeping it in
it’s taking over me and i’ve stopped caring
and stopped thinking and smiling
and I’m tired all the time
but i am one person and i am not important
and there are so many people out there
who are happy and working and thinking and caring
and i’m trying to think and work and think and care
but i can't
so i’ll try and pull myself some happiness from blustery fall breezes
and i’ll just say I’m sleepy
and the world will go on