behind slammed doors and silent screams

I cried in silence again.

The tears streamed down

And made puddles on my carpet floor

I'm lying on again.

I watched the minutes change again.

Somehow the clocks go from five thirty

To nine thirty in an hour;

I've been on the same assignment.

I took a nap this afternoon again.

But I didn't even turn out the lights,

I don't know if I fell asleep

Or if I was just falling like I was the rest of the day.

My sweatshirt sleeves are wet again.

It's too hot out to wear long sleeves

But I sweat through it anyway;

I'm just cold. 

My room is scattered with mess again.

Bugs crawling, biting at my legs

As I'm lying in my bed, awake,

Because I'm living a nightmare.

I'm not happy anymore.

But I don't think I ever was,

I'm not sad, not quite,

Don't know who this world was made for...

But I don't think for me.