Circle

I am who am, bottle in hand
I'm all alone and I don't care
I have no home I have no where
don't give a damn waste the land

Nailed down wrists and clenching fists
I've lost it all I've lost my way
to knees I fall begin to pray
and those I missed I have my list
and I know why

it's a circle and its grown sick
children's games, tortured frowns 

choke back a sigh refuse to cry
just find one more and make it five
shut the door and feel alive
and I can't lie I'm way too high