Brain Cells - ON WRITING AND RUNNING

My brain cells have been diminished by the ravages of time
My self-esteem has vanished and my ego's in decline
I have glimpsed a little sanity in a fog of weird conceit
I'm plagued with an uncertainty, a humiliating defeat
I've been feeling disembodied as if I've lost my soul
Always making mistakes with little self control
When I try to gain some focus, it's too hard to attain
I'm flailing with frustration, without logic to explain
I'm sinking in the mire of unmet expectations
I'm discouraged by awareness of my own limitations
The errs are unrelenting, they seem to multiply
I feel so overwhelmed that life has gone awry
I keep hoping for my brain to work but there's just a hollow sound
I'm in pursuit of sanity but I'm always losing ground
I seem devoid of confidence, there's nothing going right.
I'm all out of options, I tire of the fight