Sunlight coming through the haze

No gaps in the blinds

To let it inside

The bed is unmade

Some music still plays

TV, yeah it's always on

A flicker of the screen

A movie actor screams

I'm basking in the shit flowing out of it

I'm stoned in the mall again

Terminally bored

Shuffling around the stores

And shoplifting is getting so last year's thing

Xbox is a god to me

My finger on the switch

My mother is a bitch

My father gave up ever trying to talk to me

Don't try engaging me

The vaguest of shrugs

The prescription drugs

You'll never find a person inside

My face is smothered on

Curiosity is good enough for me

I'm tuning out his eyes

Pills are on the rise



How can I be sure I'm here?

The pills that I've been taking confuse me

I need to know that someone sees that

There's nothing left, I simply am not here



I'm through with pornography

The acting is lame

The action is tame

Explicitly dull, or rather a lull

Your mouth should be boarded up

Talking all day with nothing to say

Your shallow proclamations 

All misinformation 

My friend says he wants to die 

He's in a band 

They sound like Pearl Jam 

The clothes are all black 

The music is crap 

In school I don't concentrate 

And sex is kinda fun 

But just another one 

Of all the empty ways 

Of using up a day 



How can I be sure I'm here? 

The pills that I've been taking confuse me 

I need to know that someone sees that 

There's nothing left, I simply am not here



Bipolar disorder 

Can't deal with the boredom



You don't try to be liked 

You don't mind 

You feel no sun

You steal a gun 

To kill time 

You're somewhere, you're nowhere 

You don't care 

You catch the breeze 

You still the leaves 

So now where?