Dentistry

I'm not sure if it's the winter or if I'm just depressed
Because my head feels like it's swelling from the thoughts that I've repressed
And maybe I should stop the smoke from entering my chest
Because as the days grow shorter the same thing happens to my breath

As it quickens I am nervous, shaking in my bed
And I've been crumbling under thoughts
Inside my awful head
I'm falling down
I'm fading out

And the blinds across the room
Shine bright along the edges
Proving I have wasted yet another
Mid-December morning

You won't know what I am
Or know how this feels
I'm still drifting back to the way things were
But I finally took back the wheel

From the things that you said
Oh they hurt me so
A thousand thoughts that you'll never know
I still live with this crippling doubt
Knowing that one day my teeth will eventually fall out
And I won't be able
To tell you the things
That I wanted to say
And I won't be able
To tell you the things
That I wanted to say

I want to know if your cat died
I want to hear your dad explain death
To your little brother
I want to be there
Or at least some place I can hear
Or at least some place I can hear