So here I am. Again. Alone
The light is broken. Too hard to see the page
I broke it. I broke it
Too tired to read. Too awake to sleep
All the time. All the time to think
How did I find myself here again?
There are times. When I dream of this
But not here. Not here
This is success. This is how it feels
No one knows
I've succeeded in k**ing it. This is success
This is how it feels. It's numb. It's cold
This is just the help that I needed