Too Much Nothing

Too much nothing

I'm always excusing myself

But now it's getting hard to tell the reason why

I even care

Increasingly

I'm unaware

Instead of bettering myself

I'm crawling deeper in my shell toomuch

The whole point that

I am alive seems to escape me at this time

Time I think too much

Nothing too much

I've never known how to behave

I think too much

I've never strayed far from the gravenothing too much

I need to get up off the ground

Nothing too much

To force myself to make a sound