my suspicion is never reassuring
why do i hurt myself
why do i think
why do i breathe
why is this life so hard for me?
i go through pain every day
whether physical, mental, emotional
why does it always have to be this way?
it makes me want to hurt myself
think about a life buried in the dirt
but the catch is there's no life
silence, stillness
i wish i could tune out my thoughts
throw it all away
put on a fake smile
present the dullest "hey (:"
please help me figure out why
all i ever want to do is cry
but there's always times when my eyes are dry
so all they do is burn
like i wish to
