I'm floating through water.
I'm walking through the garden.
I'm thinking of the life before me.

I'm nothing inside.
I'm crying alone.
I'm slowly falling apart.

My world is dark.
My face has fallen.
My shell has an empty inside.

I don't know where to turn.
I don't want to ask.
I don't find help.

I'm stuck.

I just don't know what to do.
I just want you to take the wheel.
I just want to stop singing.

I feel so cold.
I am so cold.
I feel what I'm doing is right.

I want to drift away.
I want to touch.
I want to feel.

I don't want to sing.
I don't want to speak.
I don't want to be here.

I'm stuck.

I want to sleep.
I want to feel safe.
I want to go home.

I'm stuck.

I want to go.
I'm scared to go.
I don't know where I'm going.

I don't feel.
I don't touch.
I don't feel anything at all.

I leave now.
I say goodbye.
I am gone.

I feel the sun glaze my skin.
I place my hand on the window.
I don't know who I am.

I am stuck.

I wear my mask.
I show myself.
I try to hide.

I can't trust anyone.
I can't trust myself.
I can't feel the tears on my cheek.

I shake.
I cry.
I wail.

I'm stuck.

I see their smiles.
I hear their laughter.
I feel their pain.

I hear their names.
I know their names.
They know my name.

I wear my mask.
I drag on still.
I slowly show myself.

I watch.
I listen.
I smile.

We are stuck.

I watch the trees flow in the wind.
I watch the clouds collide and shift.
I press my hand to the glass.

I see the sun.
I watch it set.
I see the moon.

I watch the stars.
I watch them twinkle.
I watch the night turn dark.

I feel the sun.
I feel the dawn.
I feel nothing still.

I want to go.
I want to leave.
I want to feel.

I'm stuck.

I feel my mask burn into me.
I feel my heart begin to beat.
I feel my face lift up.

I miss the things I used to know.
I miss the things I used to love.
I miss what I used to be.

I want the doors to open.
I want to live.
I am ready to live.

I am moving on.
I am crying.
I am free.

I'm coming home.