Do you now what it's like to cry yourself to sleep?
To try to climb out of a pit, but you're too deep?
To loose a love, that you try your best to keep?
To try your hardest to be strong, but you're too weak?
And no matter what you do, nothing will ever be the same.
You wake up and look in mirror, and decide you gotta change.
But no matter what, you cant. And you only got yourself to blame.
You start to notice things, your friends acting strange.
And you post on your story, That your depression is worse.
But they dont text you, naw. Infact, they help the hurt.
You start to see they'd rather watch you rot In the dirt,
Before they give you the clothes off they back. They're shirt.
I been struggling. Ever since I was kid.
I'm just realizing now, the effort the people around me give.
They wouldn't notice me if I dropped off the grid.
They dont notice me now, as I voice the life that I live.
I don't put a filter on my feelings, this ain't that snap chat.
I actually text y'all. I dont post hmu in story. Match that.
And as i walk through these halls,
I see me peeks, and I see my falls.
And you could give me it all,
But If I got nobody to call...
MAN I GOT NOBODY TO CALL!
I'm so alone...
With this pen, and this mircophone.
"Dont worry, it'll brush over by tommorow".
That's what they say. Than leave you lonely.
But its every day, EVERY minute, I deal with this sorrow.
And I been praying to god for someone to hold me...
Yet people just add to scars. Another day, another cut.
Another day. Another pain. Another meaningless reason.
ANOTHER DAY! ANOTHER MEAL! "Wait what?"
ANOTHER FAKE PERSON. ANOTHER ICE COLE WORLD, LIKE THE ICE COLD SEASON!
I used to show you people myself, like you see through glass.
But y'all made fun of that, so that didnt last.
"Get over yourself Adam, that was in the past".
And ya'll know I'm not okay, BUT NONE of you ask.
You dont see the tears across my face when I'm alone at night.
You didn't see the blood drip down from my wrist last night.
You dont see it, because you dont want too. And now I see y'all clearly.
I could scream and shout, but you still wouldn't hear me .
You all leave me alone in this ditch.
So dont be suprised when I switch (up).
And dont be suprised when next time you call, I dont wanna talk.
Cause that's all you people seem to do! Is talk talk talk, and never walk.
And as i walk through these halls,
I see me peeks, and I see my falls.
And you could give me it all,
But If I got nobody to call...
MAN I GOT NOBODY TO CALL!
I'm so alone...
With this pen, and this mircophone.
Note from Author:
Lan Line, is the most special song to me in this album. And in my opinion, the best song I've ever written. I hope it helps you think, or you can relate to it. I hope it make moves you. Text someone you havent talked to in a while. Do something for somebody. Help a neighbor.
Sincerely Dusphoria
