Sometimes i feel like there's a thousand versions of myself

A thousand different people

A thousand different hells

Why do I only feel things in extremes?

Its either everything or absolutely nothing

I feel my mind corrode and I just wanna know

Does life get better from here or am I doomed to choke?

I don't know what its like to feel like myself

I feel like a living reflection of somebody else

My mind is broken but I'm grasping for sanity

I'm hardly human

Trapped eternally in agony

I see no future

Can't find my grip through the smoke

This haze has become all that I know as home

Birthed into sleep

Comatose

I can't see past these psychotic overtones

Is my mind collapsing?

How would I know?

Is there a point in asking what made me like this?

So wheel me through the gates of this hell

The blinding lights paralyze

I can't believe this is my life

Doctor, doctor, stay away from me

I'm not crazy, I just need a bit of sleep

Doctor, doctor, please, please send me home

Doctor, doctor, I swear there's nothing wrong

Doctor, doctor, stay away from me