Staying up all night because these worries keep me woke
telling my parents i need a counselor to help me sleep
seeing my mom laugh as i explain to her the troubles that haunt my mind
not being able to tell my father because he's the source of my pain.
Feeling lost in a world so cold
A civil war goes on in my head of should i stay or go
asking myself if i should drive out into traffic and end it now
feeling the pain in my chest
in my throat
wondering if it will all go away
knowing it won't
knowing its going to get worse
knowing I'm different
knowing I hate myself
music curing my temporary illness
all while contained within the walls of my youth trophies and baby pictures
the pictures take me back
make me want times that didn't hurt
times of innocence
times where the pain wasn't in my eyes yet
times when i didn't love or hate
times when i just lived
times when time was just that
when time wasn't should I stay up yet another night because the sun will rise in an hour or should I waste another one of my timeless days by sleeping from the night terrors finally going away.
Times that I miss the most
and what is most funny is that these times weren't too long ago.
I don't know, just pray for your brother
times are tough
getting tougher
lonelier and colder.
times are tough
pray for your brother
lets get through this together