Survive

I waste away in crowded rooms inside my head

There's no escape to come too soon if I am dead

I could really use a friend, a helping hand to see me through

But I'm alone

I wonder if there's someone else who feels this way

I'd like to ask about what gets them through the day

Just a simple phrase, some words of good advice to make me think

That I'm alright

Tell me everything's a pointless joke a waste of time

Praise the shit I wrote, say you relate to every line