You know I think I feel better when nobody remembers I exist,
because the butterflies in my stomach have sliced through my heart,
and are now stuck in my throat.
I think for once i'm okay with being alone.
You know nobody cares when you cry,
They're only there when you smile.
Sometimes I want to reverse it all back to when I was a child,
I had the tend to scarred knees instead of scarred wrists.
Will you remember me when i'm gone?
They say one foot in front of the other,
But it's hard when your own shoelaces are out to get you.
They say one day at a time,
But it's hard when even the sun glares at you with angry eyes.
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,
then realised he didn't have anything to live for at all,
so he had his great fall.
My own fantasies,
my own cartoons in my mind can't even be an escape.
If you have a second to listen,
maybe you can hear what I preach,
maybe you can listen to me spread my religion of pain.
Because it's
All
I
Have
Left.
Apr 27, 2021
Apr 27, 2021 at 4:18 AM UTC
You know I think I feel better when nobody remembers I exist,
because the butterflies in my stomach have sliced through my heart,
and are now stuck in my throat.
I think for once i'm okay with being alone.
You know nobody cares when you cry,
They're only there when you smile.
Sometimes I want to reverse it all back to when I was a child,
I had the tend to scarred knees instead of scarred wrists.
Will you remember me when i'm gone?
They say one foot in front of the other,
But it's hard when your own shoelaces are out to get you.
They say one day at a time,
But it's hard when even the sun glares at you with angry eyes.
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,
then realised he didn't have anything to live for at all,
so he had his great fall.
My own fantasies,
my own cartoons in my mind can't even be an escape.
If you have a second to listen,
maybe you can hear what I preach,
maybe you can listen to me spread my religion of pain.
Because it's
All
I
Have
Left.
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