At Least They're Committed

He keeps throwing them at me, but the black force around me is impenetrable. I can see that He’s trying, but all those good wishes and all the people who care just keep bouncing off. I can see them, but I can’t feel them. Sucks falling this low because I think if I just reached out I could break through the darkness and feel the caring and maybe begin to care myself. But I just don’t have the energy.