My head hurts all the time
And sometimes there’s this dull
shoving at my forehead.
I can’t seem to gain control of my emotions
Every morning I wonder what dark room I’ll step into next
I don’t wake up on the wrong side of the bed
I’ve rolled off the cliff and hit the hardwood floor.
I told the Doctor but he couldn’t hear me
Over his preformed opinions.
Or maybe I’m just too stubborn to listen today
