Trapped

Why can’t I seem to make myself
Get up and do the things I must
Feel so dead inside, yet can’t decide
How to make myself become better
There’s some path that I can’t figure out
Some kind of map that leads the way
Have no compass to point me
Nothing is moving, nothing is living
Tear my hair out to feel something new
Never helps, I’m stuck in this damn rut
Like a mouse trapped in a maze with no end
How do I make myself do this anymore
I feel so tired, so tired, of not even trying
Still can’t do anything but watch as my
Whole world crashes down and down
Nothing left but ashes by this point
Nowhere to go, nowhere to grow
Build myself a coffin to lie in forever