I used to face the light
The world was so bright
I looked to my future
Now my demons pick fights
Although it's sunny and my soil is dry
My tears are her to help me fertilise
Now I have reason to let myself cry
People call me beautiful
I can't seem to see it
But the monsters in my head
They won't stop until I'm dead
They deprive me of sunlight
The wont allow me to smile
In this garden of hell I won't last long
I guess it's time I say goodbye
I'm a broken sunflower and have been for a while..
Feb 17, 2019
Feb 17, 2019 at 5:04 AM UTC
I used to face the light
The world was so bright
I looked to my future
Now my demons pick fights
Although it's sunny and my soil is dry
My tears are her to help me fertilise
Now I have reason to let myself cry
People call me beautiful
I can't seem to see it
But the monsters in my head
They won't stop until I'm dead
They deprive me of sunlight
The wont allow me to smile
In this garden of hell I won't last long
I guess it's time I say goodbye
I'm a broken sunflower and have been for a while..
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