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Fragments
Got this hanging over my head
Living my television life instead
No motivation for anything
Every piece of hope was a lie
Tired and confused,
But now that just seems like a part of me.
A headache that never seems to go away
I wake up with it every day
My fury is no longer valid
as the only one to blame is me,
And the mundanity of my TV.
Nothing left belongs to me
I'm a fragment of what I could have been
I can't escape the rain
Even if I run inside
There's only me left to blame,
Crawling away again this time.
