If I clean my room do you think I'll find my will to live?
It's been lost in the piles of laundry I forget to fold and hidden under empty cups and I think I remember seeing it on my desk somewhere.
I couldn't seem make the trip out of bed.
I'm going to check the next three tomorrows and after that I'll check some memories of you from years ago.
But I haven't found anything there since our last conversation
I once looked for it in my mother's arms and found that she was looking, too.
Maybe i'll find it when I brush my teeth today.
Is it hidden in the water that flows down the drain?
But if not, I'll pray again, I'll try again, I'll cry to god one more time.
I'll bargain if I must.
What can I give?.
I'm empty handed and rotten inside.
and I have nothing to offer so forgive me if I beg.
Hold me tightly to your chest, I'm looking for something to fill mine.