Alone is what I want
Alone is how I feel
Better days have come and gone and now nothing feels real
Emptiness clouds and fogs
Rushing through the air
I wonder if I want to live and why I'm even here
One step closer to deaths doorstep
I beg and plead and plea
tell me how to want to live
Im in misery
Help is a joke
They don't truly care
So why should I open up
Just a puppet who overshares
You deserve happiness, what does that even mean?
Are those words you just wrote off your puppeteers little screen?
Tired of trying, happiness is fake and so are you
Goodbye to this chat and goodbye to you too
Giving in to words in my head
Put them on your shelf and get in bed
Pull the covers wet cheeks and all
Maybe one day you wont have to call.
