Anesthesia from Things Change by Late Bloomer

How am I supposed to love
When you don't even try?
Drowning in this mess I've made
Karma's laughing on the side.

I wish I could just learn to say what I mean.
Everything I've ever done has come back to haunt me.

I don't want to feel anymore.

I can't look you in the eye.
Don't know how to empathize.
I even keep secrets from myself.
My whole life's a lie.

Conversations and written words all seem like a test.
I wonder what it is and why I exist?

I don't want to feel anymore.
I don't want to fight anymore.

I'm still waiting.
Looking for an answer - I'm still waiting.
Something to help me live through this.

I wish I could say what I mean.
I wish I could feel anything

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