I could sleep all day
every day
lie down on the couch
in a fetal position
ignoring the world
I could waste away
And I could lie, tell you I’m fine
and I do, most days
because you can’t begin to understand
the battle in my brain
the rage within
the despair around
And you can’t understand anything
to be alone
to be in a crowd alone
to be me
just to be
it’s anything but
what you’d expect
And I could sleep the day away
every day
waste away in my mind
watch the paint dry
the grass grow
the blinking lights of a picture show
and sleep the day away