Cold White Sheets in Sea Oleena

Is it you who decides
If my time's well spent
Because I didn't leave my room today
(Time well spent)
I could ramble on for hours
If the topic fit my interest
(Time well spent)
Lately all my words are choked back down
Or delivered as a whisper
Just to compliment the silence of

The cold white sheets
On my empty bed
Far too big of a space
For the state I'm in
There's nothing going on
In my empty head
Far too small of a space
For the books I've read
To remain
To remain