It swallows us whole
Takes the feeling we once had
It makes us numb
We try to find things that will help us feel
It could be anything
The pain of cutting our wrist
The image of copying the feeling of happiness
The tears that we force out of our eyes
And you think a single pill will help us
We are beyond help
We don't need your help
Because we gave up on being saved
We are use to our daily routine
So, stop trying because were use to people please giving up on us
