Every day is just the same:
Sleep, eat, waste time
And repeat it all tomorrow;
Sleep more, eat more, waste more time.
I've done it all for hundreds of days,
And I'll do it again for thousands more.
I want something to do;
I need something to do.
I've gone half insane
From the dullness and isolation.
But when all I can do is sleep, eat, and waste,
It's all I'll ever be able to do,
And when your sloth builds and builds and builds,
You'll never have any purpose,
And so I'll lose my mind the rest of the way
As I continue the cycle of sleep, eat, and waste.