Tanya Carp, SUNO AI Apathy

Mmmm

I found myself like Liz Gilbert, lying still on the floor
All I care about is a fly’s slow crawl underneath the door
I'm so exhausted from this daily fight
Yielding little hope in the fading light
Maybe my foe’s a windmill — not just in my mind
It’s part of me, a shadow I can’t leave behind

Oooouh

I’ve learned to blame myself for everything I see
Searching for reasons behind my misery
Positivity, therapists, vitamins in hand
But no matter what I do, he still stands — unplanned
I battle myself again and again each day
And if I ever win — what will I lose in the fray?

Is there even a small chance to make peace inside
To feel not perfect but happier?
Oooouh