insideout

Reasons

Reasons  
Today we must justify everything that we do, Every move, every step that we take.        
Everything we do must have a reason,          
Reasons for the choices we make. 


I must have a reason to get out of bed              
I must have a reason for the thoughts in my head.
I must have a reason for the way that I feel,    
I must have a reason for the skipping of meals.


I\'m too tired to move, I can\'t sleep at night.        
I\'ve got nothing to lose, for I\'m losing sight.        
I\'m not hungry or full, just empty inside.          
These reasons I have, do not qualify. 


You must come to work, you cannot be late.        
You must eat all of the food on your plate.        
\"It\'s just a bad day\", \"get a grip and move on\",    
My reasons aren\'t valid? I must \"carry on\".


All of these things become other reasons,            
They\'ve become the reason I\'m late.                
Why go to work or go anywhere at all              
When I can\'t even concentrate?


Why eat the food to fill up my stomach,            

When I\'m not even hungry a bit?

It won\'t fill the hole, deep in my soul,                   

Where my pain is a bottomless pit. 

I can\'t justify all the times that I cry,

because my reasons don\'t really exist. 
 
HB