Am I dying

I wouldn't say I'm sad

Sometimes when it's late

I lie on my bed

Thinking of nothing

And feeling absolutely numb

I feel like white noise

Something, yet nothing at the same time

But I'm not nothing

I hope

I have friends, lots of them

They're all super sweet

But I always think

I'm annoying them

Are they tired of me?

I can't really blame them

My best friend could replace me

So easily, perhaps already

I wouldn't say I'm depressed

I've got no proof

Being called an attention wh*re

Is painful enough

No I'm not depressed

No, I'm not.

No, I cannot be depressed

No, I cannot.

Numbing pains will soon pass

A bright new day will come fast

But when that day finally ends

The cycle repeats itself again

Numbing pain

Insomnia

Bright New day

Regret