Too much nothing
Im always excusing myself
But now its getting hard to tell the reason why I even care
Increasingly Im unaware
Instead of bettering myself Im crawling deeper in my shell too much
The whole point that I am alive seems to escape me at this time
Time I think too much
Nothing too much
Ive never known how to behave
I think too much
Ive never strayed far from the grave
nothing too much
I need to get up off the ground
Nothing too much
To force myself to make a sound