I've been tired for as long as I can remember Being awake Getting up each day is harder than I remember From the last day If this is unhealthy and I am sick inside Why do I feel better than I've ever felt before? Sure I don't remember that it's Christmas Or even Wednesday Is that so bad? Night and day have ceased to separate So magically I'm finding that I can wait for everything Sincerely Coming to terms with unachieving I'm content with simply breathing I only see my friends once a week And that's alright now I still double up on blankets When it's cold at night And I still take walks alone Some song is comforting to hear When you're sleeping Coming to terms with unachieving I'm content with simply breathing Suddenly amounting to anything seems extraordinary I'll take unassuming Suddenly amounting to anything seems extraordinary I'll take unassuming