I'm not in control of my own life.
I don't control anything that happens to me.
I can't handle myself, nor anyone else.
I can't stop any mistakes I'll make.
I don't think I'll ever feel free...











Again. again. again.
Even when I'm out, the night is mine,
Even when I get away with everything,
I still feel trapped.
Even when everything is going well,
Even when it's warm and rainy,
I still feel strapped..

D
o
w

n.

Question after question, I'll ask...










Myself.


Why do I feel like this?
Why am I stuck here?



Why can't I escape?
Why won't it all disappear?

I'll search for answers that'll never be found.
I'll try for things I'll never accomplish.
I'll chase these thoughts around my head..




















f o r e v e r.
I don't feel like I'll get better, but I hope.
I don't feel like I'll change, but I want to.
I don't feel like this will work, but I
Have
Nothing
Else...






[to try.]

Sometimes I wonder for hours,
even days,
but now months could pass,
and those same thoughts will remain.
















permanently.
Again,


down,




forever,







myself,









to try,












permanently.

I've already hit the bottom,














| but I'm slowly climbing Up
and |
Out.