Sometime today, you awake.
Sometime today, you'll feel fake.
Sometime today, you'll regret even waking up.
Sometime today, you'll wish for something you shouldn't.
Sometime today, you'll cry.
Sometime today, you'll want to die.
Sometime today, you'll realise life is empty.
Sometime today, you'll give up.
When did it become like this?
When night falls, you'll be alone.
When the stars appear, you won't see them.
When the moon rises, you'll be hiding.
When the clouds come in, you'll be lying awake.
When the rain starts to fall, so will your tears.
When the cold seeps in, you will shiver.
When the wind makes the trees dance, you won't join them.
When the thunder rumbles the ground, you won't even feel it.
When the lightning cracks in the sky, you won't even flinch.
Not because you're not scared, but because you forgot how to feel.
When the sun rises again, you won't want to awake.
When the birds start to sing, you will be silent.
When your family wakes up, you'll stay in bed.
When you know you should eat, you don't.
When you know you should smile, you won't.
When you try to study, you can't.
All because of the numbness.
