long forgotten

unwell - matchbox 20

all day staring at the ceiling
making friends with
shadows on my wall
all night i'm hearing voices
that i should get some sleep
because tomorrow
might be good for something

hold on i feel like
i'm headed for a breakdown
& i don't know why

i'm not crazy
i'm just a little unwell
i know right now you can't tell
but stay awhile
& maybe then you'll see
a different side of me
i'm not crazy
i'm just a little impaired
i know right now you don't care
but soon enough
you're gonna think of me
& how i used to be

see me talking to myself in public
& dodging glances on the train
i know, i know
they've been talking about me
i can hear their whisper
& it makes me think there
must be something wrong with me

out of all the hours thinking
somehow i've lost my mind

talking in my sleep
pretty soon they'll come to get me
they'll be taking me away

this song kept ringing through my head & it never goes. i'm posting it & i hope it'll stay here & stop bugging me longer. enjoy.

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tomorrow's open house. well hope that everything would go goody. i'm so tired now.