A Sad Song That Turns Happy Then Sad Again and Is Completely All Over the Place

You tell me it has to stop
But I need to medicate
You can't see, but it's still there
I will find another fate

I've been soaked and I have dried
I have lived and I have died
Lay alone, buried in lies
The hand has run out of time

Like a child, I've grown up
Stuck inside and spread apart
These words can rhyme, but it's not done
From the end, until the start

I have been tied up all inside
I can't think - except the eyes
Broken being, yet it still dies
As the world - unseen and shy