What am i supposed to do When everything is too much When the idea of getting out of bed Sounds like the hardest thing of my life I stand in front of the mirror I need to wash my face I need to brush my teeth So why can't I? Why does that feel impossible
What am i supposed to do When my entire life is a game of minesweeper Always one move away from game over From an explosion And when I say explosion I mean of emotion
Anger that shakes me to my core Anger that makes it impossible to do anything Anger that makes me yell at you Even if you don't deserve it.
Or maybe it'll be sadness Soul crushing heartbreaking sadness Tears that won't stop until you are choking Literally choking for air.
What am i supposed to do When I can't seem to enjoy anything When everything is lack luster When everything is pointless.