Sensory Overload

Got my head on the table I can't concentrate Can't be too early but I can't be too late Do you know what it's like To be so lost from the crowd My brain is breaking I am shaking Can't I see straight Something is fogged My mind is clogged It's only quarter past eight I'm already out lost at sea But that's normal for me Talk to me I'll talk to you But I might not make sense Apologise, I'll close my eyes I'm a stuttering mess So tired of overthinking every word Looking from the outside It's so absurd Oh, frustration, I'm picking up all the signs Desperation to impress But I'm not quite right Oh, distraction Help me, who am I concentrating on Sensory Overload So many things is this all just a joke Better stop pushing me I think I might choke Oh, you've got me running away Oh, I don't think I'll stay