There was a war inside my head
While I slept for twenty-four hours

I am great at isolation
And pretending short comas are standard

Actually, I was playing hide-and-seek
In hope of you finding me

I was playing pretend
Stuck inside a world of make-believe

These waves of swift uncertainty
Come crashing down in a few dark seconds

But it takes days for the waters
To reach previous tranquility

My roommate's questions are artificial
They "care" because they must

They know I get lost in a thick haze
More often than most

Opening the door to my bedroom
Is like entering the gates of hell

So, they stay as far away from me as possible
And allow me to sleep the heaviness off