I am burnout Have nothing to talk about Each minute my mind racing with doubt But nothing seems to come out of my mouth
Today, I donβt have anything Not a single idea I could bring My heart is so numb thereβs not even a sting Maybe itβs better off to be just stopping
I know I donβt have enough talent But this is the only way I can vent To help my soul slowly mend, Writing became my only friend
I wish I had more words to say But my head is still swimming in gray I need my mind to fly away Because maybe then, my body will decide to stay