Nothing,
Has been,
Going right for me,
I've been,
In London,
Trying to figure out who I'm meant to be,
I'm breathing in smoke,
Laughing till I choke,
I've been wondering why people are hung up,
on the life I lead

As I get out of bed,
I think it would be better,
If I layed there instead,
Of facing those demons,
Stuck inside of my head,
If only,
I was happy,
If I was happy,
Those demons wouldn't taunt me.



~ d.a