I sit inside my room and think of everything I f**ed up/
And everytime I tryta speak, the voices in my head tell me to shut up/
I sit in silence staring at the wall just hoping sh** gets better/
Nothing ever happens, the only change is in the weather/
So I bury every feeling, and I hope I can be saved/
Cause soon enough I'll see the edge and then I'll start to break/
My ceiling fan is spinning, so is every thought I get/
So I'm overthinking simple sh** and soon I'll just be dead/
I find it kinda crazy, just the power of the mind/
It can self destruct my body with a simple thought of mine/
It's like a f**in disease, yeah, that no one ever sees/
I think I'm f**ing sick without the cough or the sneeze/
I can diagnose myself, cause I don't need a doctor visit/
If you really wanna help, you can sit down and listen/
And f** it ill admit it, yeah i'm scared as all hell/
But you're the one that did it, you never caught me when I fell/
I'm cold and bitter hearted, and I don't know when it started/
I think it's a mechanism for the times I should've been guarded/
It's hard to break the wall when it's constantly being fortified/
It's hard to watch a generation of negative being glorified/
But here we go again, I don't like a thing about me/
There's nothing to distract the constant doubts that surround me/
Sometimes I think of memories and friends of the past/
And I'll lay there with a smiiile, just wishin I was back/
I try to avoid reality in hopes it'll leave/
Sometimes I think it might but the feeling is brief/
Emptiness inside from all the pain I tryta hide/
I'm just another f**in kid who's sick of life and all it's lies/
And everything will get to me, no matter what I try/
I'm left inside my bedroom where I sit and start to cry, goodbye/