Look at me full of youth's spirit
Running around trees
Comfortable to sleep anywhere but my nest
You hear my voice through your ears
Loud and swallowed by energy
But once there's no light
Once I'm laying down
I can't barely move my tongue
Fear of my solitude
I lost myself
Today I did
I'm mentally ill
And these pills got no use
But to cheer the hell of me up
And numb all of what I get left
Why it is an illness to seek death
Why its a must to live and pretend
Why I can't face you my young soul
Why I can't admit that I'm mentally ill
Oh boy it is self pity again
Writing itself through my words
A pill or two to fix it said my shrink
I'm comfortable by the madness of my thoughts
Only if the salty water stopped harming my skin
Only if the bruises turned to stories