Do I reply back?
Or do I let go?
Why are my emotions so out of control?
Why do I see ghosts every time something goes wrong?
Its like there's a sign singing me a song.
Its like there's an island out there,
Buried with treasure.
But I'll never find it.
Cause I'm buried in elusive pleasure.
I'm blinded by what I don't have.
Its like a mirage in the sad sand.
Its like dead birds plummeting to the ground.
The sad part is I can no longer hear the sound.
Of the music calling to me.
**** IM TRULY LOST AT SEA.
PLEASE OH PLEASE
SOMEONE HELP ME!
I HEAR THE SIRENS ECHO SOUND
THEY'RE ONLY GETTING CLOSER TO SHUT ME DOWN
TO SINK MY BOAT AND CRASH MY LYFE.
I DONT KNOW HOW I'VE DONE THIS TWICE.
TAKE THE DROWNING FEELING FROM MY HEAD.
AND SINK ME UNDER...
  
So I'm dead...