Most days I just want to stay in bed,
Curl up into a ball and cry.
Most days I want to leave everything, Dissappear without a goodbye.
Most days I want to hide,
Become invisible to people\'s eyes.
Most days I want to feel nothing,
Keep everything in disguise.
Most days I want to jump,
Fall until I crash.
Most days I want to scream,
Walk up to a mirror and smash.
Most days I want to cause pain,
Punch in someone\'s face.
Most days I want to isolate,
Keep a safe distance with space.
Most days I want to give up,
Take away my own life.
Most days I want to give in,
Cut myself deep with a knife.
Most days I want to collapse,
Crash onto the floor.
Most days I cry,
Keep it silent and lock my door.