Am drained, so completely drained
So pale, so still as though life itself has no answer for me
I remain in a circle of rings
Rings that make me weaker
And more dizzy by the day
Am silent but alert
But I lack that drive
Which tends to move more than mountains?
How I stay awake not even knowing
Where to begin or how to begin
Surely I must be drained
As though I consume liquor day in day out
It tastes good and then I feel high
But it just keeps drying me up bit by bit
Taking life away from me.
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