Apheliotropism

Starving to reverse this bloom
I live inside my head
And I stay inside the bedroom
Body feels like a drone
It does what it's told
Till the time my weary eyes close
"You're not suppose to be home
You're young and full of life
You should get out with your friends more"
Advice that I couldn't take
Because I couldn't hear it said
Over noises that my head makes