Scouts

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I've fallen stagnant,
And that scares me more than late nights ever did.
I'm at war with the words in my head.
The dark fills this room with blinding apathy;
I'm not sure if I'll ever feel a thing.
I hate where I've been, and more so where I'm going.
I'm wandering alone, with no chance of knowing,
If theres something on the other side.
I guess it's up to me to decide.

And should my knees give out on me,
I want you to remember how you last saw me.
This kid with a song left to sing,
And a hope that someone will save me.

The silence of this house still haunts me.
I just can't get to sleep.
Not when I have these thoughts of where I was,
And where I'm meant to be.
This town isn't right for me,
But I don't know where I'm going.
I'm travelling aimlessly,
Guided by streetlights,
And telling myself that I'm alright.
I'm alright.

And should my knees give out on me,
I want you to remember how you last saw me.
This kid with a song left to sing,
And a hope that someone will save me.
And should my heart fail me,
I want you to know that I'm so sorry.
I did all I could with the things I was given,
But I guess it wasn't enough.

The early hours hurt the most.
Deprivation of all my hope,
Is what keeps me from sanity.
At least these walls are always listening.
I fear the worst is yet to come,
I won't allow myself to become someone,
That I despise.
I won't allow myself to die.

And should my knees give out on me,
I want you to remember how you last saw me.
This kid with a song left to sing,
And a hope that someone will save me.
And should my heart fail me,
I want you to know that I'm so sorry.
I did all I could with the things I was given,
But I guess it wasn't enough.