Often staying low in the crowd
But often awake

Not comfortable but i try to be
thoughts start to come in and
Starting to question everything
and regret my every sin

So it starts with
Like what will I do tomorrow
But as time passes by thoughts escalate
Till I'm drowning in my sorrow

Remembering all my failures 
Even details of what I did wrong
After hours of recalled pain
convincing myself that I don't belong

Ending up feeling isolated
like the silence of my night will never end
I feel like I will never escape
There's too much I just can't mend

Everything Everyone's
Tearing me apart
Just needs to ask myself
Why I can't I put myself back together

Put myself in the crowd, but I am
Often staying low, in the crowd
But often awake
Battling myself
Battling thoughts
Each time
Every day.

So, I am Often staying low in the crowd
But often awake