Everyday I'm left empty and not okay
Behind these lying eyes, is a mind thats dead
I'm sorry I can't tell you, I'm sorry I can't say
That I wish to be on my death bed
Theres just too much to tell
My soul cannot seem to heal
Theres just too much to hide
My death wish is also hidden deep inside
I stay in this room
The walls filled with sadness and hate
My bed is cold as ice
But for me, its nice
The door is wearing out
From all the slams in your face
I'm sorry I had to shout
My feelings are not in place
The television isn't so helpful
Telling me how to dress
Telling me how to look
Thanks but I have enough to worry about
Take a better look
Problems jumping in my head
I get so tired from all the crying days
I'm so exhausted from everything
I wake up and its another depressing day
I've told you a million times I'll never be okay
Thats all I have to say to you anyways
