A friend once asked me something everyone has,
and I responded the same
because if it's the same,
everyone will believe it's true
That's what your familly believes
And thats what you start to believe,
there was no need for them to know
just how broken someone actually is
day to day month to month
repeat and fall
falling blinds
and believe you're happy blinded
bullying, abuse, drugs
and pain
say pain helps
and self-harm never feeling satisfied
why is everyone smilling when you want to cry?
you say you're fine but want to be noticed,
believe you're fine
and your mind will be convinced
you're okay, you're okay
repeat this phrase
just like a spell
that will maybe save you from yourself
Now you're standing on a rooftop,
convinced it doesn't matter anyway
because there is no need for them to know
just how broken you are
you jump
you remember
the worried faces of the people who asked
who you never though actually cared
you fall and see the sun
you don't remember the last time you saw it,
below are the faces of people who cared
you see them desperate like never before
what you feel is relief
followed by instant regret
was it worth it,
was it not
everything fell into black,
forever you fall and fall
never seeing how free you can be,
always yearning, always searching
wanting the life you will never have
or at least you wanted it,
now everything is in black
it is too late.
Mar 1, 2018
Mar 1, 2018 at 10:38 AM UTC
A friend once asked me something everyone has,
and I responded the same
because if it's the same,
everyone will believe it's true
That's what your familly believes
And thats what you start to believe,
there was no need for them to know
just how broken someone actually is
day to day month to month
repeat and fall
falling blinds
and believe you're happy blinded
bullying, abuse, drugs
and pain
say pain helps
and self-harm never feeling satisfied
why is everyone smilling when you want to cry?
you say you're fine but want to be noticed,
believe you're fine
and your mind will be convinced
you're okay, you're okay
repeat this phrase
just like a spell
that will maybe save you from yourself
Now you're standing on a rooftop,
convinced it doesn't matter anyway
because there is no need for them to know
just how broken you are
you jump
you remember
the worried faces of the people who asked
who you never though actually cared
you fall and see the sun
you don't remember the last time you saw it,
below are the faces of people who cared
you see them desperate like never before
what you feel is relief
followed by instant regret
was it worth it,
was it not
everything fell into black,
forever you fall and fall
never seeing how free you can be,
always yearning, always searching
wanting the life you will never have
or at least you wanted it,
now everything is in black
it is too late.
