In this State

You may not care about how I feel
But to me it's something of a big deal
You can always say that these wounds will heal
But they're always there when I'm in this state.

They fill my mind with a constant doubt
Wondering what my life's about
I'm sorry if I shut you out
But I can't be helped when I'm in this state.

You never see the tears I shed
When all these worries run through my head
Now I feel I wish I was dead
Rather than go back to this state

So turn your backs away from me
Leave me to my misery
I appreciate your sympathy
But I can't be helped when I'm in this state.