How many more days of this
I hate being in this state
I feel so sick
There’s no energy
No feelings
I can barely move my body
Ignoring my alarms for work
Skipping all my responsibilities
I can’t stop sleeping
Everytime I wake up
I know this isn’t where I wanna be
I always go back to sleep
Retreating back into my dreams
Escaping into my dreams is the only thing comforting
They put me in a world full of all the things I’m missing
But the more I retreat
The harder it gets to wake up.
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