one eye numb,

one mind dumb,

is the only way to live is to have air in my lungs,

or must i work for food so i can say yum

um...ill let you decide ,

but dont tell me who am i,

when you can't feel the things that makes me want to do suicide,

i keep walking even though my shoes untied,

does this mean im expecting to trip and fall,

knock into a deep conscious and reset it all, 

or i stay afloat on my boat and just drift on,

not knowing what the waves bring,

so much changed that im adapting and embracing,

soul traveling in space while my mind is racing

thinking and analyzing, it's all so crazy

let me just sleep and wake up to see how my day be