The world spins
On its crooked axis
Just as it always does
Just like it always will
It will continue to turn
As the bodies pile up
As the heartbeats cease
So why should the world stop
For me
and my minuscule problems?
Just a few voices banging around in my skull
Just a few bad thoughts
Nipping at my brain
The world still turns
And the sun still sets,
The darkness of night does not help
But do I deserve it anyway?
Others have actual problems,
Physical dangers
People all around are losing not just their minds but their bodies as well
And the world does not stop for them
So I should not expect to be treated any better
The world keeps turning
No matter who's blood stops circulating
Willingly or unwillingly
No matter who finally breaks
Like fragile china
And I am no different
So go ahead,
World
Continue your life among
Your imperfect axis
And I will stand here
Slowly fading away
Just like everyone else
