I call it having a leaky brain,
thoughts like raindrops drip into my mind  
one after another slowly causing
obsession,
I'm always thinking these
thoughts:
"Who am I?"
"What am I doing with my life?"
"How am I gonna get by?"
"I need help."
I wake later in the morning,
and the days seem shorter;
nights spent sleepless,
maybe one day I'll get it
together,
if my mind lets me
go.