I've adopted these feelings of doubt
Without notice it entered my house
Unloaded its baggage right on my couch my pillow the shower every spot of my house was invaded,
On my couch I used to relax and watch TV
Now the shows are a shadow reminder for me
When I laid my head to sleep at night
It used to be a wonderful sight
But now my pillow feels like a brick
my bed like sand every feelings an itch
My shower would be where I'd wash all away
Now just like my soap the stench lingers all day
This feeling of doubt keeps pressing me down
Id say im fine but im still trying to figure things out.
Aug 16, 2025
Aug 16, 2025 at 11:30 AM UTC
I've adopted these feelings of doubt
Without notice it entered my house
Unloaded its baggage right on my couch my pillow the shower every spot of my house was invaded,
On my couch I used to relax and watch TV
Now the shows are a shadow reminder for me
When I laid my head to sleep at night
It used to be a wonderful sight
But now my pillow feels like a brick
my bed like sand every feelings an itch
My shower would be where I'd wash all away
Now just like my soap the stench lingers all day
This feeling of doubt keeps pressing me down
Id say im fine but im still trying to figure things out.