Numb dazed
Unfazed
Brains crazed
Broke down
I found
Too many things, Too many things
This instability my life brings
Take a shot
Why not
Already broken
No words spoken
Silence and cleaning
I should be dreaming
Kitchens done
Was close to fun
But I don't feel
Can't be real
Its 1 in the morning tomorrow
So blank I don't feel sorrow
Just empty and dead
The cats should be fed
Or maybe I should go to bed
Just wanna clean it all
Tables, floors, walls
Scrub until I fall
Fast fast asleep
But I tire of counting sheep
and the hours I seem to Keep
should really go to sleep...