(Inspiration from Note To Self from: From First To Last)
Two Roads
Split off from where
my childhood ended
Choosing between staying young or growing up.
Enlarging the barrier
of what I want to be
and who I truly am
But its too late to see
I wanted to be
the helping hand
to people who's life
seems out of hand
But now I'm slowly
realizing
that I'm becoming
that very person who I wanted to save.
And this bitter feeling
lingers in my mind
Depression has ways
of sticking around
Now I'm ready
to disappear
That good life I wanted
feels so far from here.
Note to self: I'm slowly dying here
Note to self: I am collapsing here
Note to self: If I don't wake up soon
just assume that I am dead laying here
Note to self: I cannot take this pain
Note to self: I wanna run away
Note to self: If I continue living like I'll soon die in Vain.
Note to self: I need a hero now
Note to self: I'm going to die now
Note to self: Why did It get like this. Answer me this question. How?
Note to self: I'll never be
The person I wanted to
Note to self: I'm sorry if I let you down
Note to self: I'm sorry for not sticking through
All the pain
I felt
because of all horror
And now I'm dying soon I will decay
Note to self: This is a tragedy
Note to self: I miss you terribly
Note to self: Give me back the sanity that I once had
Because I miss you.
