Too much nothing
i'm always excusing myself
but now it's getting hard to tell the reason why i even care
increasingly i'm unaware
instead of bettering myself i'm crawling deeper in my shell too much
the whole point that i am alive seems to escape me at this time
time i think too much
nothing too much
i've never known how to behave
i think too much
i've never strayed far from the grave
nothing too much
i need to get up off the ground
nothing too much
to force myself to make a sound