I wake to find the day is gray,
All my hopes are chased away.
I pull the covers over my head,
I just woke from a dream I was dead.
I look around and try to smile,
feels of dread clouding me all the while.
I'm waiting for the other shoe,
it will drop I promise you.
I sit hugging my knees pulled up tight,
my heart doesn't let in the sunshines light.
Chilled down to the very bone,
You'd think I was in a winter's home.
I stare at the wall and try to focus,
to achieve that I'd need some hocus pocus.
I talk to my family that I dearly love,
and pray for help from heaven above.
So I sit here in my emo corner,
a lovely place for a loner.
Maybe one day I'll escape,
I hope it doesn't come too late.