In My Mind

Laying in bed, thinking about everything, so much mental suffering, when I just want sleep. I can't, bring myself to do anything, that matters the most to me, my fear of failure plagues me. I know I, could do many things, such great and amazing things, if I allowed myself to try. The world, isn't like it used to be, deceit, death, and treachery, swirling all around us. It's true, I've still got things to do, things for me and things for you, but my mind won't let me do them. You'll find, in a week or so, I'll have nowhere to go, I best go into to hiding. When you lose my face, erased from your memory, never again to see, the one who always loved you. Goodbye, I hope that your life is great, do not anticipate, my return to this town. Never again, will I have a sense of peace, alone and cold on the streets, because I never could just do it.