Other Things

I reach a new point of burnout each day
Nowhere to put things that I wish to say
Ears will grow tired but I'm tired too
Can nothing, can no one pull me from the blue

Asking for help is supposed to be right
But I'm used to feeling alone in the fight
And sometimes I think that I only feel worse
When I lean, I lean too hard maybe that is my curse

The only ones I trust
Have other things they must
Attend to
And all the other fish
Their wills I never wish
To bend to

Well I seek professionals, I knock at their door
They tell me to do things that just lead to more
Of all of the things that I do far too much
Being aware of my breath, thinking feeling and such

I'm getting tired of all the same stuff
When will my brain agree I've had enough?
Feels like I've learned all my lessons, made all my confessions
Put all that I have into each of my sessions

The only ones I trust
Have other things they must
Attend to
And all the other fish
Their wills I never wish
To bend to

As I get lower, stakes get higher
I'm burnt out but still on fire
I feel guilty every time I start to drown
Time slows down, the world remains the same
I only have myself to blame
And I feel guilty when I bring you down

The only ones I trust
Have other things they must
Attend to
And all the other fish
Their wills I never wish
To bend to

The only ones I trust
Have other things they must
Attend to
(The only ones i trust have other things to do)
And all the other fish
Their wills I never wish
To bend to