Cope...


Her hands aren't the prettiest
She bites her nails to cope
Cope from her anxiety
To cope from her fear of the future, to cope because her life is just so messed up,
She feels so numb and so empty, she's got two things to cheer her up
Which is her girl and her dog
Yet her girl is so far away,
As her pillow gets drenched in her tears, she can't stop crying, it's as a tap was left open