Constantly running,
Then walking,
To a point then just crawling.
Up and up,
Gives me more down and down,
I think my life is covered less in a smile than a frown.
Thoughts that run around,
Keeping a space in mind,
Have made the grooves in there very rough,
So there's no space for positives to surround.
Numb and feeling dumb,
I don't know what's happening,
Is there even a space worth turning?
Confused and broken down in pieces,
Strange cause I'm still a whole,
Outside and no one notices a piece missing.
Wanna make myself busy,
But it's not very easy,
Cause the head intervines you see,
And makes...