I don't know how to get better
I don't even know I want to
It's crazy to think that I'm
So sick
That I can't tell if
I'm sick
All the time
My brain plays games
Warps my thoughts,
Feelings, and desires
Until I can't tell
What's going on
Then I realize
I'm sitting in a room
Surrounded by people
But my body is just a shell
I've detached my mind
I don't want to come back