Sometimes things aren't as they seem I try to keep my workspace clean But understand the life that I've lead Timing has always been key To making things fit as they seem Instead of working, Sitting in my bed Is it because of my lack of motivation? Or due to my current situation? Or maybe it's just all in my head These notes require manipulation And the way things move here's complicated Over complication's my dread! Why do we take for granted That the ones that we are leaning on the most are just the ones that we are closest to? And even if it's not that bad It should put into perspective when you're stressed and hurt You're probably just overworked Days and nights, passing away My childhood's not here to stay I don't know if I'm getting anywhere Sinful thoughts are kept at bay But sometimes it can't be that way Primarily 'cuz I know that it's not fair Could I be losing my mind over afflictions Or trying to hide my mindless addictions Well either way, I'm causing some stress Should I just go back to being normal? Or continue on and follow my morals? That say that I should just do my best! Why do we take for granted That the ones that we are leaning on the most are just the ones that we are closest to? And even if it's not that bad It should put into perspective when you're stressed and hurt You're probably just overworked