You never asked for this
You could drop it, cut yourself off
'Til growing burdens track you down
A prospect worth a frown
But for now try not to think
Stay in bed sipping hot drinks
See what emptiness may bring
Follow cracks in the ceiling
Fold your legs in your arms
As back and forth you swing
When the big stuff crushes you
You find comfort in small things
Insignificant reprieves
They're not much of a shield
Like flowers on a battlefield