Other Things

I reach a new point of burnout each day Nowhere to put things that I wish to say Ears will grow tired but I'm tired too Can nothing, can no one pull me from the blue Asking for help is supposed to be right But I'm used to feeling alone in the fight And sometimes I think that I only feel worse When I lean, I lean too hard maybe that is my curse The only ones I trust Have other things they must Attend to And all the other fish Their wills I never wish To bend to Well I seek professionals, I knock at their door They tell me to do things that just lead to more Of all of the things that I do far too much Being aware of my breath, thinking feeling and such I'm getting tired of all the same stuff When will my brain agree I've had enough? Feels like I've learned all my lessons, made all my confessions Put all that I have into each of my sessions The only ones I trust Have other things they must Attend to And all the other fish Their wills I never wish To bend to As I get lower, stakes get higher I'm burnt out but still on fire I feel guilty every time I start to drown Time slows down, the world remains the same I only have myself to blame And I feel guilty when I bring you down The only ones I trust Have other things they must Attend to And all the other fish Their wills I never wish To bend to The only ones I trust Have other things they must Attend to (The only ones i trust have other things to do) And all the other fish Their wills I never wish To bend to