Sometimes people paint you in ink,
Thick black layers of mind tricks.

Sometimes people try to paint,
Over your insecurities and mistakes.

My migraines are clouds,
Distorting my mind.

My emotions feel empty,
I'm numb to this life.

I played with fire,
So my skin was burnt.

I jumped in the ocean,
I felt my lungs fill up.

Depression and obsession,
I feel sick to the core.

Flat line my love,
My mind is abnormal.