Testo Questioning My Sanity

i'm saving my piss in a jar this depression has gone too far i'm lying here in bed am i alive or am i dead i'm questioning my sanity the paint chips are kicking in desperation bubbles my skin there's stuff crawling on the floor crackers with black books knocking at my door the tv's talking ot me i'm questioning my sanity everybody have a breakdown! i haven't changed my clothes in weeks i'm wallowing in my own stink my ass is sore from lying in bed am i alive or am i dead?