I'm doing it so much That its not an escape anymore Its just a routine. Destroying myself On the inside and out, Making it seem Like I'm in a dream. Its insane How my brain Makes me feel like the pain Is really just happiness to me. Going through the motion Underage but drinking the potion Because maybe I wish it was poison. Bliss comes in tablets And it comes in cuts too I'm absolutely crazy But it helps when I'm blue.