As I lay down on the cold floor
I begin to think more and more
Few weeks ago I was the happiest I ever was
But now it's all just fuzz
Tears filled my eyes
I try to convince myself they were all lies
But I try to be honest with myself
Thinking of it just troubles oneself
I stare at the ceiling and press replay
As I sitting there pondering I start to drift away
Scattered on the floor are Red tissues
Just reminding me of my issues
I found my own release
With the blood that doesn't cease