Wish

I wish I could tell you why I slept away the day
Could get us to the bottom of what makes me feel this way
In searching for an answer I just tend to find more questions
Which all just lead me back to needing incessant distractions
But sometimes it's not enough
When did this ditch form from a rut
Could it be that I'm just meant
To hold it in and do the best I can
There may not be a reason
It just might be who I am
I hope it doesn't hurt when I can't always let you in
I don't always have a way to verbalize what's in my head
If there was something you could do I promise I would say
But sometimes no amount of light can push the clouds away
I don't always have control
Sometimes I'm stuck inside this hole
Could it be that I'm just meant
To hold it in and do the best I can
There may not be a reason
It just might be who I am
Could it be that I'm just meant
To hold it in and do the best I can
There may not be a reason
It just might be who I am
I wish I could tell you how I came to be like this
Stuck in a rut, a ditch, a hole, and now a great abyss
Most days I can climb out but sometimes I'm just too weak
But I'll do the best I can not to bring you down with me
And I hope you'll be there when
I'm up and on my feet again
Could it be that I'm just meant
To hold it in and do the best I can
There may not be a reason
It just might be who I am