I spend my time daydreaming, a routine void of meaning. You can’t slow down when you’re not moving at all. My feet are nailed to the floor and things have been The same way since i can recall. I waste my time and imagine that i haven’t been stuck For so long. i wish that i was less wrong about that. Why can’t i just move along like everyone around me Seems to do, while i’m stuck here, exhausted, trying Desperately to rupture through the cage that i feel i’m stuck in? I scream but no one hears my pleading cry so i’ll just fall back asleep tonight. I don’t know that i’ll ever be able to break these shackles off. And i’m not sure if i did, i’d even know which way to walk. My mind is growing weak and the things around all Look the same to me. Why can’t i just move along like everyone around me Seems to do, while i’m stuck here, exhausted, trying Desperately to rupture through the cage that i feel i’m stuck in? I scream but no one hears my pleading cry so i’ll just fall back asleep tonight.