I don't know why I write
Perhaps to say what I always wanted to
To stop the thoughts running through my mind
I don't know why I bother
I'm throwing stones because I can
And I'm pretending that I'm doing fine

I haven't tasted food in months
Or seen any colours in the world
It's all just one shade of grey
I haven't looked at anything new
I just go through the motions
I got nothing else to do but wait

For what I'm not exactly sure
I hear the same old songs
But I'm not really listening
It's such an empty existence
It's all so very wrong
And just what the hell was I thinking