Wit In The Void

I find myself these days Struggling to smile To not give that inch That desperate mile I find myself these days Just needing to lay Down and down and down Not having any say  Uncertain future Full of turmoil Do I stay or do I go Everything's just a coil I don't know what to do With myself or my life Resources I don't have Desperately need a glue All of this, everything None of this is new Feels like a cycle Everything's askew Don't ask me how I am I'd tell you if I knew Out bursts the dam No sense of anything  Feeling alone in a crowd Left out in it all Friends they surround Can't get to me at all Feels like I have nothing to talk about Nothing to enjoy or to hope Shrouded in doubt Everything feels strange Feels like acting  The happiness the smile Stranger playacting Mile after mile after mile Did I think about it Momentarily I did Did I enjoy the pit  More than I can admit Nothing seems to ease These feelings of unease I'm not sure if I want it to simp...