Is it possible for the world to break your heart?
What happens when everything around you falls apart?
What does it mean when you see imperfections in all?
And the last time you were happy you can't recall.
How come you have to bleed just to know that you're alive?
You no longer feel the need to survive.
When does the pain end?
When does love lend?
Because to me feeling at peace in a world of pain,
May at times hurt more than being the cause of that pain.
When is it alright to cry?
When is it okay to fall into a hole and die?
I'm slipping away.
I don't understand today.
I don't understand tomorrow.
And yesterday, I can't even explain.
I want to be done.
I'd like to say that it was fun.
It's all so complicated.
I want to go back to before,
When class wasn't considered so overrated.
