zoning out
spacing out
tuning out
wanting out
withdrawing
I'm sorry
can't stand
the taunting
they're crawling
and brawling
my mind is their haunting
can't take it, I'm sorry
I'm living, but hardly
my thoughts are a party
which I want no part of
I'm walking, no movement
won't doubt that I'm losing
existing but bruising
though I'll keep on moving
