Lost
Look into my eyes and you will see
How my soul is so empty
Their is no one home inside of there
All as you can see I do is stare
My restraints hold me down in place
As I keep staring off into space
Still in this sedated state
I can hear you talking to me
Saying how someday I will be free
From this ward and psychiatric place
And that I am not here to waste away in my mental state
I want to talk and tell you how I feel
And what got me to this point is such a big deal
I have really went through an ordeal
I really want to squeal
But I can't and lay here motionless
I feel so useless
What can I do?
What can I say?
Am I going to pass away?
Or live and fight for another day?
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