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by Good Enough Apr 13, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I'm locked up in this room and I cant even move My arms tied together I don't understand why my last memory before I was here Was a little blood that shed One single line And then I was gone I wake up somewhere different Where is everyone I love? Will anyone save me? I didn't mean to do it Someone notices that Im awake they walk in and sit afar I sate with worry What will happen next? "Why do you do this?" they ask They stand up and leave me to think one single line runs through my mind Am I really that crazy? I remember that sooth red fall I loved that feeling of relief maybe people think I ma to crazy To live in the outside world