De-Pressed

well i've been laying here for about 5 hours now...barely moving
the light peeking through the blinds shows me that the sun is shining and the trees are moving and...yes, i think i just saw a human form

but i'm in here...behind these walls, concealed from all that is
and laying here serves a purpose.........right?

i'm trying to find an emotion to stand on here...
theres's so much to say about all of this...but i remain quiet

like a scolded child...i cower inside myself...

And i want to get outside of my head...go outside and enjoy the day....but i won't

these precious things: let them bleed, let them wash away, let them break, let them wash away