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The days drift by One after another I watch them go with a sigh Wondering if things will ever get better
I forget what I am doing I wonder why I am here The thoughts flood in without stopping Everything seems so unclear
What is my purpose here? What am I meant to do? How can I do anything when I am encased by this fear For which the cures are very few
I try and I try To be a happy person To smile as people pass by I just wish my thoughts would have a reversion
For I was not always like this I did not always feel weighed down by these convictions I did not feel as though I was in a constant crisis I did not always suffer from these horrendous afflictions
What could have changed? What has made me become this way? What started the flow of thoughts that are so deranged? Most importantly, are they here to stay?
Try as I might And try as I do I can never seem to keep them out of my sight Before new thoughts come flooding in too
Though they might leave for a short while They always return And I am stuck forcing on another fake smile I never truly find the release for which I yearn
