I cant explain the change
The change in me
Once so happy and go lucky
Now downtrodden and smelling of melancholy
My heart beats for an empty purpose
My intentions growing darker
writhing like serpents
Speak from the heart, a sermon of empty words
I can't feel anything anymore
The deepest of cuts bleed but don't hurt
I'm looking through glass, through my own eyes
Through each day I lose more control of my life
I'm never going to win, so why even try?
Empathy is demolished, my feelings run dry
I can't say I love myselfI can't say I love anyone else
I'll pull the bottle down from the shelf
And drink until I don't feel anything
Jul 26, 2013
Jul 26, 2013 at 12:52 PM UTC
I cant explain the change
The change in me
Once so happy and go lucky
Now downtrodden and smelling of melancholy
My heart beats for an empty purpose
My intentions growing darker
writhing like serpents
Speak from the heart, a sermon of empty words
I can't feel anything anymore
The deepest of cuts bleed but don't hurt
I'm looking through glass, through my own eyes
Through each day I lose more control of my life
I'm never going to win, so why even try?
Empathy is demolished, my feelings run dry
I can't say I love myselfI can't say I love anyone else
I'll pull the bottle down from the shelf
And drink until I don't feel anything
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