**** something or phone a friend bury the past or find an end contemplate suicide or running scared decide if you pay cash or leave your credit bared take a lot of pills and drink a lot cut yourself properly just to make the pain stop sweet talk your alter ego to go just another day or choose which way to go if you can't stay drive for miles in a direction you don't know ask the street signs for guidance even if it shows where you won't end up but isn't it a game? you'll look for guidance on every corner that starts to look the same
around and around it goes, where it stops? Nobody knows...
I feel like I'm breaking, No, I've been broken, I feel like I'm slipping, No, I've already fallen, I feel like I'm dying, No, I'm already dead inside, I feel like crying, No, These tears are already dry.
I hate her so much Ruined after this torture Cuts clinging to My bed sheets As I lie here With Blistered eyes Letting her win... I'd rather die She will not get the best of me As I soak my cheeks With tears that don't belong to her I am not her prisoner Drops that I own They come from Loathing my identity I swim deep in my own animosity Wishing I didn't exist