It's Not Just My Fault

Sometimes you feel like nothing, sometimes you'll never get out of bed, sometimes you won't eat, sometimes you'll have a friend, sometimes you'll hide from sunlight, sometimes you are invincible, and sometimes you are so alone that it seems unbearable, and then there is the lingering pain where it grows day after day until it is too late and the clock unleashes it's final chime.

I'll never understand.