It Cuts Both Ways

gotta do something – want nothing to do
I wish I weren’t here – but elsewhere won’t do
want someone to call – hate hearing the phone
why don’t you visit? – please leave me alone
I don’t want to move – I cannot sit still
don’t want to go out – the room’s creeping in
there’s nightmares awake – mirages asleep
hate feeling shallow – I’m in way too deep

it cuts both ways upon this local street