Yeah I'm unhappy.
What else is new.
I've colored every piece of me
Another shade of blue
Clue me in
I feel I've lost my way
And now I can't breathe.
"Do I really have to stay?"
What's the point of living
When your heart has died again.
And I can't believe this feeling
That everything is pretend.
I thought I knew the answer
To why I'm ******* crazy,
But mother says I have manic depression,
And that I shouldn't be so lazy.
My brain is fighting for the title
Of who can overcome
My heart is getting weaker
I may simply succumb
To your fingers on my sides
I feel so alive
Oh wait, false alarm.
I can't wait to die.