When I breathe I’m alive
Again and again,
But I’m not living
Days pass by and I show all the signs
No one seems to notice
I hide in the darkest part of my mind
Where my demons tell me the things
That nearly convince me to throw everything away
There’s one voice though,
That’s not a demon.
That’s why I’m still here today.
Apr 6, 2015
Apr 6, 2015 at 10:41 PM UTC
When I breathe I’m alive
Again and again,
But I’m not living
Days pass by and I show all the signs
No one seems to notice
I hide in the darkest part of my mind
Where my demons tell me the things
That nearly convince me to throw everything away
There’s one voice though,
That’s not a demon.
That’s why I’m still here today.
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