I don't want to get out of bed,
I have no reason at all;
I'd rather lay here, all day long,
basking within these four walls.
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Nothing seems to interest me,
I'm much too sad to enjoy;
And everything I use to love,
I now can't find any joy.
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Everything seems quite useless,
a darkness wells up in me;
I can not find a glimpse of hope,
"Oh please everyone, let me be!"
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But they harp upon my sadness,
I'm ready to just give up;
What is the point of living,
when I've taken far too much?