Another day comes to a close.
Another day has been survived.
I somehow managed to stay alive.
If only I could be alright.
Do what's right.
Say what's right.
Not have to cry at night.
Couldn't things get better?
Everyday being a fight.
I'll just wrap up in my sweater.
If only my mind could find peace.
The soft warm fleece..
Nothing matters, now.
I try to tell myself that all the time.
Everything matters to me, but that doesn't rhyme.
My poor troubled mind.
Nobody really cares, nobody wants to listen.
They can't see the way.
The way my silent tears glisten.
It's alright, you may go.
No more.. No more pain to show.
