Getting By

Have you seen my home? ive been lost for days. all this dust, it sleeps with me on this bed made from pain. and you walk on by, you think i'm crazy and i am. i can hear what youre thinking. yes i can, yes i can. "hold on." dont you know who i am? i'm your brother, i'm your friend. its been years since you left me. since you ran away. and you walk on by. you think i'm lost and i am. i can read your thoughs. yes i can, yes i can.
"hold on." but survival is for cowards who try too hard. living, and breathing, and just barely getting by. i live by my terms, and i'm all right. contrary to belief, i'm fine. let go.