Over and over I tell myself to stop.
Everythings ok, everythings alright.
But now its to late.
It occupies my mind.
My heart feels like a thousands knifes.
I'm flooded with thoughts, that I can't deal with hardly at all, especially on my own.
I have this one person I'm bound to call.
She's my world, shes like my home.
Shes my best friend.