Wandering

Ian Yahnke

I don’t know what to do
I don’t know what to say  

Just wish that I could figure out
What makes me feel this way 

I try to move, try to run 
Try to change, get nothing done

Stay in bed, but I don’t sleep
Only move when I need to eat

Feels like I’m stuck in the deepest hole
But I’m the one who dug it 

Crying for someone to pull me out 
But eventually just say fuck it

Why am I cursed with this state of mind? 
Where can I find the strength to climb?

For now I’ll make this hole my home
Or maybe around the globe I’ll roam 

But I’ll carry this pain wherever I go
Unless I find the strength to grow

Where will these demons take me next?
Well I guess I’ll never know