all day
staring at the ceiling
making friends with the shadows on my wall
all night
i;m hearing voices
telling me that i should get more sleep
because tomorrow might be good for something
hold on
i;m feeling like i;m headed for a breakdown
i don;t why

i;m not crazy
i;m just a little unwell
i know right now you can;t tell
but 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 don;t care
but soon enough you;re gonna think of me
and how i used to be

see me talking to myself in public
and dodging glances on the train
i know, i know they;ve all been 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

talking in my sleep
pretty soon they;ll come and get me
i;ve lost my mind

. u n w e l l .

ade:s @ Monday, May 30, 2005