I feel so hollow because I've had so long to wallow

So they say sing for the moment and sing for the years, even though all I'm  left with is a bunch of salty tears

That pool on my cheek and seem to grow with each passing week

I'm trying so hard to get out of this hell

it's like falling down some deep ugly well

And it's so hard to stop feeling this way
when every single person I try to talk to about it says

"Well, maybe it will improve the next day."

So maybe I'll just lay down until I have no movement and wait until the day comes that I see some ******* improvement.