awiltingflowerr

I hate catching feeling goddammit...

awiltingflowerr

i don't think i'll make it this time.
          my demons yelling again.
          now the night comes again.
          and my throats starts to close.
          as i realize all is done
          maybe there isn't a tomorrow
          i spent my days in an institution
          and spending my days abusing myself
          now i sit here with razor and pills in hand
          "all is well" i say
          "you're insane, not well," says my disorders 
          well, it is true. 
          no one cares.
          why would they?
          i'm just another face in the crowd.
          nothing unique about me.
          with pills and razor in hand
          i give into what my mind wants 
          but i ask one thing
          that you don't forget about me if you cared.