Feeling bad all the time and no tears are falling
Tangled hair I lay in bed always stalling
My self from waking still cant even face my dad
Dread the haunting thoughts that muddle in my head
Sometimes I'm dead in bed not alive just faking
And no matter whats said it wont stop raining
Nothing I take can get me out of bed(my head)
I feel nothing in my chest shouldn't I be dead
My choices have led me here the path to nothing
I read somewhere that there's more that there's something
I need there to be something to feel up ahead
For filling the cavity left in my head