i'm empty i do stuff without a thought trying to seem busy but the only thing that's busy is my head
i try to sleep close my eyes open them again just let me sleep
i hear things, see things. nothing feels real. i'm here, but just as a shell as my insides have been ****** out.
i'm controlled by this thing but it's not me. it's smiling, but it doesn't have any thoughts inside, it's just the lips that move, because they have to.
i try to turn up my music a bit but it starts hurting my head my thoughts are trying to be louder it's like thunder they're colliding, fighting to be heard.