Chutes and Ladders

My head is powered by a light

That's hiding in my mind

So now I sit alone inside

Instead of being happy with what I find

I believe my friends are gone

But are they hiding with my light?

Or are they truly missing

As I sit alone and fight

I'm tired of all the pain I feel

I need to see an end

I think my brain's a post box

But I don't receive what people send

I don't know what's hiding in my head

But I am searching far and wide

So maybe one day I'll look back

And see the correct slide

I've fallen down a chute

And the ladder is too high

For I have always struggled

With things that are reaching for the sky

But my problem isn't being short

It's being lost inside

So maybe one day I'll reach the ladder

And say goodbye to this steep slide