Stuck

I chose not to go Now I'm feeling left out Although it's my fault Can I just be sad now? I cleaned up my room So I'd feel less burdened I take in the view But now I'm exhausted It's not adding up My brain is sort of stuck I process things wrong My brain is sort of If you saw me now You'd try to console me Who wants this around? Don't you need to change me? It's not adding up My brain is sort of stuck I process things wrong My brain is sort of Solving a puzzle But missing a piece I trek through the motions And come back empty Oh, to be joyful With nothing to see I jump through the loopholes And where does it get me?