inside

Woke up in this room again,

Number 5, last one on the left.

I'm not sure of anything 

I have been here for these days 

Waiting for the next place I will

Live my life

I'm not strong I'm just getting by

Barely able to get through another day,

Time is meaningless in a room 

With no windows.

I'm not saying I'm fine but when I say I'm fine 

I'm really feeling something else deep inside.