I want to die so badly
It's an ache in my chest that wont seem to pass
It's the pinprick of nerves asleep after too long at rest
It's a lion staring me down, baring it's hungry teeth through bulletproof glass
I'll look at my reflection and think "you are supposed to be dead by now"
My reflection flares it's nostrils and curls it's lips over it's teeth
I am the lion
I am the glass
I am myself