Unwell

All day, staring at the ceiling,
making friends with shadows on the wall
All night, hearing voices telling me
that I should get some sleep,
because tommorow might be good for something

Hold on,
Feeling like I'm headed for a breakdown
I dont know why

I'm not crazy,
I'm just a little unwell
I know, right know you cant tell
Just stay awhile and maybe then you'll see
a different side of me
I'm not crazy I'm just a little impaired
I know, right now you dont care,
but soon enough you're gonna think of me
like how I used to be, me

Talking to myself in public,
Dodging glances on the train
but I know,
I know that they are talking about me
I can hear them whisper
and it makes me think there must be something wrong
with me
Out of all the hours thinking,
somehow, I've lost my mind