Interesting, isn't it?

When people say they care.
I know they don't give a
****, at least don't give me false
Hope you never feel like this

Mind over matter they always say
You don't see that my mind is the matter

Letting you see my demons
I give you my trust and you just
**** it up
Everyone says "I care" but

When it really comes down to it
Only very few would stay
Unless they can gain from staying
Lions on the prowl, waiting for their
Dinner, my heart and mind

Everything weighing me down and
Not a single joy in sight
Death seems better than this migraine of a life