Sitting on the edge of the bed
Time moving forward and back
I wish I had an off switch
Watching the door move by itself
Watching the mirror look around for help
All I know is the clock on the wall moves too slow
Am I still sitting
No
Choking on my saliva
Laying on a pile of coats
And my best friends are the objects in the room
The only ones going through this too
The only ones who really understand how hard I'm trying to get my brain back in my head