8 acessos
When i asked myself the other day i came to realise i'm not ok
I've burned my fingers bad before i've seen myself through worse i'm sure
But just the same i'm really not ok
Oh how i wish that i could sleep
I try but won't just sink that deep
My fingers won't stop aching so tired yet awaken
Or should i let it all loose and just weep
I've been pacing up and down my floors i have lost all sense of time
I sometimes halt and ask myself if i'm about to loose my mind
All in all i know
From when i get up way past lunch time i keep on asking myself
If when the night falls hard on all i'm up to pace around again
All in all i know