It feels like the world is spinning fast
It feels like I drank a bottle of *****
But this time
I'm alone

Drowning myself in thoughts of the future
Drowning myself in thoughts of death
Drowning myself in thoughts of....

Is it a bad day?
Am I going insane?
Or do I need someone
To comfort me?

Anxiety building up
Like a pile of papers
Stack on stack
Until it forms a tower
Until it just takes over
The whole of me

I can't wait for the day
I look fear into the eyes
And say
'Thanks for the lesson,
Thanks for making me strong,
And I am what I am'

Only God knows when that day will come