What is this?
Constantly eating away at me
How can this be?
What does all this mean?
How is it I'm caught in place again?
Why does this torture feel like home?
I'm finding it hard to write,
Hard to think,
Hard to say anything,
Pacing through back and forth,
Walking in circles
Sitting up, sitting down
Staring at a blank page
Unsure of what to say
Trying to find rhythm and rhyme
Don't tell me that I've run out of time (not again...)
Constantly plaguing,
Incessantly telling me
Of what my life could be,
"Quit reminding me all the time!
I know I can't change the past,
But it'd be nice for once
Not finishing in last"
Give me a sign of what to do
I need a hint, just some sort of clue
I'd rather know what I'm getting myself into,
What it is I'll have to go through,
Because the fact of the matter is
I'm being driven crazy over you...
