“What kind of life you dream of? You’re allergic to love”
Yes I know but I must say in my own defense
It’s been undeniably dear to me, I don’t know why
When all the other parts of life seemed locked behind shutters
I was feeling down, like I always do about this time
There is no reason or rhyme, when all seems fine
It’s not
I’m not okay
I wish things could be that way, but I won’t lie
15 years in hell
I’m tired of saying everything’s well, with this proper grammar
Sometimes I just want to smash it all in with a hammer
My head not exempt
From this torture I receive,
It’s so bad that I’d rather bleed
But I don’t, and everything seems fine
It’s not alright
When I look in the mirror,
I wish I was somebody else
You know, and they know, of course I hate myself
It’s just easier not to care,
But it’s so hard when you do
Cause I care about you
And you care about me, too
Do you ever wonder why it’s so hard?
So hard to just take your word, when I’ve been told they’re all lies
All these good things you say, I have to think there’s no way
I must be insane
Someone who loves me, who doesn’t think I should die?
I just have to wonder why
And half time, I can’t come up with answers
So I’ll just leave it at this;
I get tired of it, all the things you say
Why can’t you just hug me all day, tell me it’ll all be okay?
Cause once in a while, I’d like to do it my way
My own path to take away all this pain
And I just want you to hold me in your arms
I just want you to hold…