Sometimes life just get from bad to worse and never seem to get any better
I sometimes think that it's still not too late to try and kill myself again
I'm sick of everything
I'm really tired
I wanna sleep yet when I try I just can't
Why is it that it is only me that is so emotional?
I keep thinking that maybe I've been through a lot of hell before
and it has made me the way I am
That no one understand unless the looked at all the hell I've been through
I think it's a lot for one person to handle
End. Now. Everything.
I wish I could slowly allow my soul to slip out of my body
I am hollow
Empty inside
I can't tell apart when I am really happy and when I'm faking it anymore
I'm losing my sanity
Which part of me is real?
I have a poker face
and I sometimes feel that it's all I have
Behind the mask
is nothing
I sometimes think that it's still not too late to try and kill myself again
I'm sick of everything
I'm really tired
I wanna sleep yet when I try I just can't
Why is it that it is only me that is so emotional?
I keep thinking that maybe I've been through a lot of hell before
and it has made me the way I am
That no one understand unless the looked at all the hell I've been through
I think it's a lot for one person to handle
End. Now. Everything.
I wish I could slowly allow my soul to slip out of my body
I am hollow
Empty inside
I can't tell apart when I am really happy and when I'm faking it anymore
I'm losing my sanity
Which part of me is real?
I have a poker face
and I sometimes feel that it's all I have
Behind the mask
is nothing
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