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