Thoughtfulness

Alright, sittin here waitin for somethin to happen
But nothin is goin, so I’m sittin here my fingers tappin
My thoughts getting to me like always when the quietness sets in
These walls seem like they’re closin in
So I’m tryna punch them down
But their determined to make me drown
Hey look theirs the gun on the ground
Cocked, locked, and loaded…POP their it’s all ended now
Wake up in my bed put my hands to my head
Fall on my knees and pray to God, good Lord that dream was so odd
Walk to my computer to turn some music on
But then it all starts again..damn