i cant dream and im not sure why
everything i've ever seen hurts me,
i cant help it but when things get tough i feel like screaming
these things just aint easy
everybody wants to know if im insane
its just because of what happened when i left chicago,
what i gained in terms of thoughts and dreams
i feel so hopeless
im depressed and nobody knows this
i cant sleep
i could count sheep but it just turns into something deep
lately been reminiscing
what can i do with these blues?
my mind iss all battered and bruised but im just not sure what i can do...