I managed not to cry today But now I'm home Music in the background And the void as my companion I can cry all night long Till I can't anymore Till I just feel numb And I can take the knife To end my life But end up missing And with added scars And blood all over With new tears That I didn't know I had I can fall asleep To wake up the next day And repeat like yesterday The same old routine
I'm not a good writer, and this definitely isn't good. But it's the truth.