What is up with you my dear reader
Are you a follower or a leader
Are dark thoughts waking you up every night?
If an answer is yes, that is call for a fight
Because without our battles and cries
Without our dark and clouded skies
We wouldn't feel anything or even be alive
But to be alive I guess you'll have to die
So many more times in your life
And you need to know that there will be more strife
Between you and all the things you believe in
All of those things that shatter against your skin
Your wrist will bleed and bleed many more times
You'll commit a thousand or more crimes
You'll take many different drugs to ease your brain
But don't forget that all those things do leave a stain
On your heart, your soul and mind
Your eyes won't be able to see, they'll be blind
And I know you don't want for it to happen to you
So go get out of the bed and start believing in you
