A Cross Between Happiness And Depression

Sitting here listening to the grunts and moans to the violent video games on the TV screen,
Death and Mayhem is all to be seen,
Living like this is a distant reality.

Watching the clock pick up its ring at 3:35 (AM),
Look Hannah that's your life,
Look Hannah watch it go by.

I settle myself in - into this lovely, comfortable couch,
Waiting for the answers so slowly,
That could possibly come out of his Mouth.

I sit here and wonder "Truely, what do I want in life?"
Is it the love that opens my mind?
Or is it the lust that corrupted my insides?

Sitting here watching him play these games,
Distant reality - we both live the same,
How can I feel this way when there is another person in my life?
Striking images make me pick up that knife.

Watching the clock pick up its ring at 3:35 (AM),
Look Hannah thats your life,
Look Hannah watch it go by.