I know where I am but I've never felt more lost
I know that I have you and in you I put my trust
But in myself, I'm a nightmare, and I'm lost.
Something in my head, it's not quite right;
For so long now I've been putting up a fight
And losing continually. I complain, I moan
And I battle with myself and I've shown
That I'm less sure of myself than I make out.
My brain is suffering it's very own drought
I've dried up. I'm dehydrating my mind out.
I get down sometimes, I get high sometimes
I'm guilty of my very own crimes
And you don't even know...nobody knows
And I'm sure as I'm sure poetry is not prose
That I need to help myself before I fall more
And lose my very own mental nuclear war.
I cry at night and I cry in the day
I work really hard, and I try so hard to play
But it's gripping me tight like a vice
The harder it grips, the deeper the slice
I smile at you, and I make you think I'm okay
But the truth of the matter is I'm dying to say...
I know where I am but I've never felt more lost
I know that I have you, and I know you have my trust
But in myself, I'm a nightmare, something's wrong
I have to figure myself out, make myself strong
And when I do I'm sure that I'll be fine
And when I do I can live my life divine
And I'll smile at you and you'll know that I mean it
I'll be like an empty slate, you won't have to clean it
But until then, I'm still lost.
I know that I have you and in you I put my trust
But in myself, I'm a nightmare, and I'm lost.
Something in my head, it's not quite right;
For so long now I've been putting up a fight
And losing continually. I complain, I moan
And I battle with myself and I've shown
That I'm less sure of myself than I make out.
My brain is suffering it's very own drought
I've dried up. I'm dehydrating my mind out.
I get down sometimes, I get high sometimes
I'm guilty of my very own crimes
And you don't even know...nobody knows
And I'm sure as I'm sure poetry is not prose
That I need to help myself before I fall more
And lose my very own mental nuclear war.
I cry at night and I cry in the day
I work really hard, and I try so hard to play
But it's gripping me tight like a vice
The harder it grips, the deeper the slice
I smile at you, and I make you think I'm okay
But the truth of the matter is I'm dying to say...
I know where I am but I've never felt more lost
I know that I have you, and I know you have my trust
But in myself, I'm a nightmare, something's wrong
I have to figure myself out, make myself strong
And when I do I'm sure that I'll be fine
And when I do I can live my life divine
And I'll smile at you and you'll know that I mean it
I'll be like an empty slate, you won't have to clean it
But until then, I'm still lost.