One day we met somewhere in streets and you say, "Hey why did you cut your hair?"
I got your pair of brown orbs with confusion lingering on it
Oh, Honey, don't mind me, the doctors said I'm fine as long as I got the bottle of medicine
Routines have changed,
I got longer days with dark, having my late dawn and early sunsets
Must've been the reason of dark circles below my eyes
I guess I've got demons inside feasting on my soul
They said it's easy to tie a noose around your mind to have a grip in sanity
But suicide was a blade that cut nooses, a heavenly tempation that will bring you to hell
You must have known the true pain and torment that going on in my head
'I've been into an epic battle that leaves me with restless nights in bed,
Been battling with myself, torn between survive and die' the other side whispered
They've been preying me during my weakest hours
I've been suffering, I'm one of those,
Those words I've always wanted to shout, had been still a whispers on my head
As my lips draw a sweet curve of a smile, you had assured a wrong assurance
And left me with words hanging somewhere and untold again.
