I overslept again today.
Terrified of living life.
Too afraid.
To chase the sun.
I wish on the stars.
To play their part.
Wondering if I will ever be,
Good enough?
To live the life I've always dreamed.
Instead of falling fast asleep.
There's no room for me to breathe.
Suffocating and sabotaging.
The life I want for the life I don't.
Wasting away another day.
Running on empty.
Will it always be this way?
Instead I'll fall fast asleep.
Dreaming of what my life could be.