Do I have too, the world is to much
Every moment a struggle
People don't see me the way I see inside
Right now suicide is feeding me
Every moment is getting to much
So many friends, but talking can be to hard
Sealing myself in, the out side a picture
I wish upon a life, that I didn't feel this so much
Open me up see what's turning inside out
No that this is a illness, make a call, life is worth so much
Aug 12, 2014
Aug 12, 2014 at 11:30 AM UTC
Do I have too, the world is to much
Every moment a struggle
People don't see me the way I see inside
Right now suicide is feeding me
Every moment is getting to much
So many friends, but talking can be to hard
Sealing myself in, the out side a picture
I wish upon a life, that I didn't feel this so much
Open me up see what's turning inside out
No that this is a illness, make a call, life is worth so much
Such a nasty illness like a vine it can consume, if ever this feeling is with you, know there is family and friends that can help never feel that life is a weight upon you,Talk..
