when the day begins i taste salt
dreams turned into nightmares
can't tell between reality and sleep
at this point it's hard to care
misery is my loyal companion but
there's worry it's all in my mind
to feel all this but chaotic and wrong
don't want to accept that maybe i'm fine
saying i'm okay doesn't help
cause and effect can't be traced
so many variables of what could be bad
my own self is hard to face
the girl in the mirror is me but not
i barely recognize details
what if this is all my fault
how did i become so frail
Oct 29, 2018
Oct 29, 2018 at 1:04 PM UTC
when the day begins i taste salt
dreams turned into nightmares
can't tell between reality and sleep
at this point it's hard to care
misery is my loyal companion but
there's worry it's all in my mind
to feel all this but chaotic and wrong
don't want to accept that maybe i'm fine
saying i'm okay doesn't help
cause and effect can't be traced
so many variables of what could be bad
my own self is hard to face
the girl in the mirror is me but not
i barely recognize details
what if this is all my fault
how did i become so frail
