F*cking Angst

Too long my mouth has been sewn half shut
I taught myself how to break out of handcuffs
So you sewed my arms to my sides
And I've taught myself not to cry
I just spend my time drinking coffee and procrastinating
I'm going to smash my weed pipe
It's time for creative thinking
But I've become a recluse
And I'm filled with apathy
I know who I am better than you
And you lock me up
All of these passionate thoughts are all I've got
I can't help but feel like I'm just going to rot
Can't seem to get rid of my obsessive thoughts
I lie in my bed
Clutching my face in my hands
It's all I can think to do
I wish I was through with you