Confused like a turtle, I don't know what to write

Just surviving my own internal fights

Lost more friends than I made and its alright

Even the best of days end in a dark night

The future is my biggest fright

Cause I fear nothing will go right

All I have left is my poor sight

My mind doesn't belong here, or anywhere

Can't find where it has gone, and I fear

That the resulting failures will be too much to bear

I can't keep this up, for I can no longer hear

The voices inside my head, that used to guide and steer

My life, to make success come near

Now I'm aimless and want to disappear 

Except there's nowhere to go, so I get seared

By this cruel life and mind, that was once so dear.