sometimes i just lay and look at the ceiling,
i can't help but express the feeling
of emptiness, a hole that needs healing,
it's growing bigger, it needs sealing.
i don't know,
i'm happy sometimes but then i go to a low,
it's mainly when i take things slow,
when i move fast it all seems to go.
i don't think i'm depressed, but i know i'm not stable,
i try to be constantly happy but i know i'm not able,
i want it all to go away, i want to pull the cable,
i dont know what i am,
i wish there were a label.
