Every Day Is Exactly The Same.

Have I mentioned I’m a Buddhist recently? Not as a religion, more as a philosophy.

I believe I can see the future because I repeat the same routine.
I think I used to have a purpose, then again, that might have been a dream.

I think I used to have a voice. Now I never make a sound.
I just do what I’ve been told, I really don’t want them to come around, oh no.

Every day is exactly the same.
Every day is exactly the same.
There is no love here and there is no pain.
Every day is exactly the same.

I can feel their eyes are watching, in case I lose myself again.
Sometimes I think I’m happy here. Sometimes… yet I still pretend.

I’m writing on a little piece of paper I’m hoping someday you might find.
I’m still inside here, a little bit comes bleeding through.
I wish this could have been any other way.
But I just don’t know, I don’t know what else I can do.

Side Effects include- anger, anxiety, behavior changes, discouragement, feeling sad or empty, feelings of panic, irritability, loss of interest or pleasure, mood swings, seeing, hearing, or feeling things that are not there, thoughts of killing oneself.