I cry often these days
Silently singing to keep
Away the bad thoughts
In the shower and
In my bed
Walking home when no one sees
I cry often these days
And I think
I think about suicide
And how it could solve
All my problems
Down to the last bone
But I'm too much of
A coward
No, that's makes you strong
No, can't you see?
I'm crumbling and drying up
I think your life is just about
To begin
I'm fighting my inner demons and I'm afraid of who is going to win.