feb 12

All the fears i will never say
All the things I've been threw
Allways carry them with me
Never know if they're true
I site around and i wonder
Haw to go threw my life
What i see all around me
Want to cut with a knife

Hop is misleading
And so is the sun
Everything that i used to
Is no longer fun

And i spin around in circles
There is no way out
Doomed from the get go
There is no doubt
Sometimes i wonder
Should i try to fight
wasting my time dealing with doubt

Drink myself to sleep n'
Then i get sacred
Wishing that someday
I wouldn't be there
Wake up so slow and i wonder why
Why do i keep doing things that make me cry
Wake up so slow
Felling so bad
Its getting so hard to climb outta bed
Sometimes i wish i had a different world
One that i wouldn't feel so cold

Breath in and out
Its getting to be
This point in my life
I will never be free