These thoughts I'm starting to think,
And again, I'm beginning to sink,
Into that self-destructive place,
Every moment my mind starts to race.
There hasn't been a moment's peace,
Where my head has been at ease,
Destructive, socially inept,
Feeling like there's nothing left.
Trapped again in a dark void,
Trying my best to avoid,
Stumbling, nowhere to go,
Pushing emotion far below
Making attempts to share,
Doing what I can to know they care,
It's just that, no matter what I do,
I'll always feel I have me, not you.