My Room's a mess
The battered walls are depressed
And the sun doesn't shine here anymore
My heads a circus
And it seems that I can't focus
When I trap myself behind a wooden door
What has happened to me
Have I always been this way
And I just couldn't see
Guess this me is here to stay
I hate doing anything
Will this feeling go away
I just miss the guy I was
I wish I'd always stay the same