Napkin Art - Zombie Pebbles

Never mind my bad breath Welcome to my house This place where I never did feel at home I'm rotted by the bad news stuff My assumptions are forever waiting Never did I gain the skills to control this space It was not like this when I was young Once I wanted to depart and escape It looked so much fun to jump right in But it now seems a lost cause I'm medicated from day to night Walking from pillar to post I'm rotted and want to be alone I'm buried under a ton of grief Hating for what I have become Never did I care Never was I interested Never was I present My story of loss This life of fear and apprehension