Why
Every thought is a battle.
Every breath is a war
and i don\'t think im winning anymore.
All these people who follow me in the sun
leave me in the dark
and it hurts but im used to it.
Deep inside where\'s nothings right,i\'ve lost my mind.
This is where i slowly die.
I may not be perfect,but at least im not fake anymore.
I lay in bed hours thinking about
everything i messed up in life.
I think about negative things.
And i believe nobody cares.
Nobody ask, they dont see the mask,
and yet i still lie.
They say im not alone,why do i think i am?
i don\'t see them. The sun comes up
and the moon settles and
you might think ill be happy but i can\'t.
I listen to my music loud so i drown
out every sound.
Nobody actually knows me because im always hiding.
Everyday it gets harder,
the battle continues but now they got bombs.
Don\'t say you get it because you really don\'t.
And sometimes i got to pretend its ok.
You don\'t need to tell me im worthless
i already think i am.
I talk to the darkness cause its all i have.
Im slowly breaking, slowly falling ,slowly giving up.