When I asked myself the other day I came to realise I'm not ok 
I've burned my fingers bad before I've seen myself through worse I'm sure 
But just the same I'm really not ok 

Oh how I wish that I could sleep 
I try but won't just sink that deep 
My fingers won't stop aching so tired yet awaken 
Or should I let it all loose and just weep 

I've been pacing up and down my floors I have lost all sense of time 
I sometimes halt and ask myself if I'm about to loose my mind 

All in all I know 

From when I get up way past lunch time I keep on asking myself 
If when the night falls hard on all I'm up to pace around again 

All in all I know