Because you asked for it.

I don't know how to just sit anymore.
I don't know how to be miserable and just feel it.
Accept it and
feel it.
I don't know how.

I don't know how to be free anymore.
To laugh and be wild and free anymore.
I'm not afraid of
the darkness
of loneliness.

I don't know how to be broken
and fix it.
I don't know how to
be stuck in the middle.
Or really
how to connect.
And happiness is all relative.

All perspective.

And this misery
is making my-
my body shake
and tre-tremble 'cause-
I don't know how to just be anymore.

And the moon is too far
away.
And the cold is just seeping
while steam burns arising, and
Begging me now to be free.