And I sit here thinking of ways I could die,
Wondering if anyone knew this is how my thoughts flowed if they would say anything about it.
Probably not.
I’ve spent my whole life watching people leave my life.
Most of the time I feel like a tissue.
I wipe people’s tears,
Once they’re okay they throw me away.
Go ahead, laugh.
I know it’s stupid,
Just like my whole existence.
Its just how it goes.
