Hanging from a thread,
Running from the monsters that are under my bed,
Or are they in my head,
It’s like I can’t escape now,
I buried my soul;
Into this deep ******* hole,
I shall prevail soon,
It’s impossible and rare for me not to,
At least for me I have a deeper meaning then they’re use to,
I can’t control these feelings,
It’s like they have their own place,
Leaving me lost and misplaced