I think I'm going crazy
Nothing feels right
Life just is not daisy
I am lonely every nigh ht
Happiness is all hazy
My smile no longer shines bright
My solution is, "keep busy"
"It will bring back the light"
They just so nosy
Amidst my aches their curiosity takes flight
Chattering all at once, So noisy
I am not violent but I choose fight
I will fight and it will be rosey again
