It'll creep up on you like a silent killer
It'll start with the tired eyes even after you've been awake for hours
Then you'll be moody and snap at those you love
Then come the tears
You'll cry over everything and anything and you don't know why
Last comes the self hatred
The secludedness
The lonliness
And you'll try to surrond yourself with people just so you're never alone
You're afraid of yourself
And you keep getting high so you'll never feel low
Because you're afraid
You're afraid that once you're back to your lowest low
You'll end it all
Jun 22, 2014
Jun 22, 2014 at 5:15 AM UTC
It'll creep up on you like a silent killer
It'll start with the tired eyes even after you've been awake for hours
Then you'll be moody and snap at those you love
Then come the tears
You'll cry over everything and anything and you don't know why
Last comes the self hatred
The secludedness
The lonliness
And you'll try to surrond yourself with people just so you're never alone
You're afraid of yourself
And you keep getting high so you'll never feel low
Because you're afraid
You're afraid that once you're back to your lowest low
You'll end it all
