Bruised, Battered, Mind scattered, Clothes tattered, I dust myself off And tell myself "I’m okay.” “I can overcome the pain”
"HELP WANTED!" Not me I don’t want to bother or worry anyone So I cling to bed and find solace in my dreams
I’m awake in a daze Staring at the ceiling for a half an hour I pull myself together and get in the shower Thinking Thinking Thinking Thinking some more About all of yesterday’s regrets before I walk out the door
Shots Shots Shots Shots to my face Anything I can do to lessen the pain Drunk sadnesses But hey, “it’s college and that’s what everyone does” So I keep going I keep trekking on Lying to myself That it will be better tomorrow
Tomorrow is here...
And I’m still tattered Sick Worn down My hearts’ shattered. But I keep going I keep stumbling through the crowd.