When I'm here one day, I'm gone the next. I'm always trying to keep my issues in check.
it just keeps building up and situations get worse.
life just feels like one big curse, i feel like i should be riding in one big hearse.
my opinions don't matter, so belongings smash and clatter off the walls with the little fragments on the floor.
my soul has been sold down under earth's core. they tell me to give up just like before, and just walk away, even though, my mind stays sore.
I'm holding in the sadness, showing all my madness.
I'm hurting other people. and making bad mistakes is all it takes. it's so hard what life creates.
first, people love me, and then i mess up.
things get worse and this is how i end up.
depressed and alone with no one out there.
Except for my mirror, so i just sit there and stare.
