When
I
asked
myself
the
other
day
I
came
to
realise
I'm
not
ok
I've
burned
my
fingers
bad
before
I've
seen
myself
through
worse
I'm
sure
But
just
the
same
I'm
really
not
ok
Oh
how
I
wish
that
I
could
sleep
I
try
but
won't
just
sink
that
deep
My
fingers
won't
stop
aching
so
tired
yet
awaken
Or
should
I
let
it
all
loose
and
just
weep
I've
been
pacing
up
and
down
my
floors
I
have
lost
all
sense
of
time
I
sometimes
halt
and
ask
myself
if
I'm
about
to
loose
my
mind
All
in
all
I
know
From
when
I
get
up
way
past
lunch
time
I
keep
on
asking
myself
If
when
the
night
falls
hard
on
all
I'm
up
to
pace
around
again
All
in
all
I
know