Keep Breathing

Now I can see how truly empty and torn apart you are. You may laugh and smile but I see how fucked up you are when I gaze into your eyes . Your broken and can't be fixed . No matter who comes along they'll always make you feel like shit . Now I understand why whenever you get a chance to get a bottle in your hand , you take it . Or a blunt between your fingers you take it . Your so empty that your don't give a fuck anymore . And I understand that . I understand why you want to live life the way you do . Because reality is shit and can't be fixed .