Unfortunately there's no light at the end of this tunnel
At least I got to learn that things will always stay like this
I keep having these convulsions
And trust me its not bliss
I try to find the little things during the day to make me happy
But the burden I am carrying is way too heavy
Nothing ever seems to be consistent these days
So I love curling up in my bed
Reading books and making up scenarios in my head
Often I find myself in a world I call my own
I wonder when this world will ever love me for who I am
Maybe I'm too weak to stand on my own
I can't deal with certain situations alone
I'm only just 16
Can't the world be a little less harsh
Can't it at least let me be me
I've grown into consoling myself
I wipe my own tears
I hope one day I'll be able to kold up my smile
Hope that all my fears will be gone
Let's hope tomorrow I'll be better
Sep 4, 2019
Sep 4, 2019 at 3:18 AM UTC
Unfortunately there's no light at the end of this tunnel
At least I got to learn that things will always stay like this
I keep having these convulsions
And trust me its not bliss
I try to find the little things during the day to make me happy
But the burden I am carrying is way too heavy
Nothing ever seems to be consistent these days
So I love curling up in my bed
Reading books and making up scenarios in my head
Often I find myself in a world I call my own
I wonder when this world will ever love me for who I am
Maybe I'm too weak to stand on my own
I can't deal with certain situations alone
I'm only just 16
Can't the world be a little less harsh
Can't it at least let me be me
I've grown into consoling myself
I wipe my own tears
I hope one day I'll be able to kold up my smile
Hope that all my fears will be gone
Let's hope tomorrow I'll be better
