More Than A Little (acoustic)

I can make myself out to be some kind of victim in this situation I can act with no agency or urgently distract myself I could see if something works, but that's the nature of this sort of problem It could be that I don't want help, but maybe a little is keeping me down Maybe more than a little Maybe more than a little could help Maybe more than a little Maybe more than a little works out Something permeates my mind, something so unbearably empty If I vanquish the vacancy may the vicious thoughts vanish into the background Maybe more than a little Maybe more than a little could help Maybe more than a little Maybe more than a little works out Maybe more than a little Maybe more than a little could help Maybe more than a little Maybe more than a little works out Maybe more than a little Maybe more than a little could help Maybe more than a little Maybe more than a little works out Maybe more than a little Maybe more than a little could help Maybe more than a little Maybe more than a little works out Awake for long nights Sleeping heavily into the daylight Strained inward searches Scramble for perches Wake up Take your class Pay no attention, fall back to sleep so fast Wake again Wanna die Eat today if you have the time Think about it Never act Ignore your texts ensnare yourself in your own trap Spiraling Spiraling again Spiraling Spiraling again Spiraling Spiraling again Spiraling Spiraling again Spiraling Spiraling again Spiraling Spiraling again When I asked, my mom said I was a happy kid, straight blonde hair, strange confidence She said that I'd always smile at strangers in the grocery store Not much has changed but now it's fake I perceive emptiness again as my thoughts get lost in a tidal wave I only think about the end as I forget the steps in between them I perceive emptiness again as my thoughts get lost in a tidal wave I only think about the end as I forget the steps in between them I perceive emptiness again as my thoughts get lost in a tidal wave I only think about the end as I forget the steps in between them I perceive emptiness again I only think about the end Ah Now I think I thought I learned something new I was supposed to Learn to take care of yourself, something like a baseline virtue Knowing what I'm supposed to be is not the answer that I wanted Accept the hopeless for what it is, go home to cope despite where it started Am I good enough Is it worth the trouble A little isn't much I think that's where I crumble I think it's more than a little They think it's more than a little We think it's more than a little I think I just need a little help