Have you ever felt like the bathroom is your only safe haven?
For silence is all I wish since space I cannot crave
Same empty eyes looking for a place of comfortable stay
It has been a year of repetitive routines in the morning, noon, and night
I didn't know being hopeful will only get you tearful
Time is against us, am I wrong to leave you and my baggage behind?
Out of my sight and slowly slipping out of my mind
Too heavy to carry around, too tiring to keep the pace up
The walls of the bath are a convenient shoulder to cry on
A wonderful distraction of a running shower, splattering water
'Till then while I wait, I remain alone with mountain of thoughts
Look for me like stick in hay, you are running out of days
Before entering the long tunnel ahead of you, can you find me though?