If my body is doing 100 things at once,

Then my mind can't think about it.

If I follow one place with another,

I don't have to worry.

Some call this unhealthy,

I call it coping.

Draining my body of excess energy

Takes power from my mind

That would just paralyze me.

I remember how I was,

Before I ran in an endless circle,

And personally, I don't want to be her again.

I still can hear her somewhere.

She's trying to come back 

So I cannot let her catch up.

There is also a version of me that feels so long ago.

I'll admit I'd do anything for her return.

Never ran out of energy

All because she didn't have a limit.

I wish I still heard from her.

She never was a burden.

But she was lost to me many years ago.

At least I know how to adapt.

I won't be taken down again

Because that was before I knew

The only way to get by.

It wasn't by trying to deal,

It was figuring out how to be in 10 places at once.

Now I don't think about my failures.

Would be a waste of the little energy left.

I'm asleep before I reach my room

Because I am sleepwalking toward the end,

Which is exactly how it is supposed to be.

As long as I don't stop,

Then the world will be right.

As long as I don't take a break,

I will be okay.