I've got soul, but I'm not a soldier

I'm not running on much sleep, I was up all night. different reasons, different moods. sitting on top of my washing machine in the garage at five in the morning.

too little, too much, too late.

I guess today just wasn't a good day. and I'm just not happy right now.

I wish I could write down how I feel, but I just feel...empty. I'm tired of thinking, my head hurts. I've been putting things off, and eventually I couldn't avoid them anymore. I don't know. I just thought I had everything figured out, and I guess I didn't.

Either way, you lose. Either way, I lose.