i cant dream and im not sure why

everything i've ever seen hurts me,

i cant help it but when things get tough i feel like screaming

these things just aint easy

everybody wants to know if im insane

its just because of what happened when i left chicago,

what i gained in terms of thoughts and dreams

i feel so hopeless

im depressed and nobody knows this

i cant sleep

i could count sheep but it just turns into something deep

lately been reminiscing

what can i do with these blues?

my mind iss all battered and bruised but im just not sure what i can do...