All loss of motivation, No desire, no inspiration, Sitting there amongst the mess, Moving only causes stress, Stacks of clothing piled high, All I do is sit and cry, Trapped inside this dark domain, The mess in my room, the mess in my brain.

Like a candle without its flame, A lonely child who has no name, Like a bride without her ring, A songbird with no song to sing, Like a captain without his crew, Is how I’d feel without you.