Somebody help, I'm being pulled,
I'm turning to what I keep on repeating.
It's enough everyone's fooled,
Save me from this mad, mad thing.

I refuse to live alone, that I admit,
But I'm slowly losing the capacity to feel.
It's a normal state, being ****,
It's, for me, what is real.

Teach me how to change the ways,
Usher me to brighter paths.
The future that is so full of haze,
Shouldn't end up a corner for the sad.