Short days and long nights
3 hours of daylight
Too proud to admit it but
I'm struggling to feel fine
Cycling through the same feeds
Evading all my own needs
Keeping my mind occupied
Not ready for a black screen

'Cause I'm sick of reflections
And forced introspection
So interacting with anything is
My attempt at prevention
And I'm tired of the same jokes
Told by those who aren't friends
I've watched this story so many times
I know how it ends
But I still interrupt the timeouts
When time out is all I need
Time to get out of this mindset
And get back into routine
Did I ever stray in the first place?
I can't remember before
I'm beyond expecting explanations
Resolutions or cures

Just reassurance that I'm coping
That it will be fine
That I'm in control, even if not always
Most of the time
Soon enough I'll get the upper hand
And I'll start to show
Signs of the real me, the one that you know