I'm sad... A sadness I don't know how to explain.
And instead I'm waiting. Helpless, without my ground, listening to James Morrison's saddest songs.
I wish I could find out this is a nightmare, and all of this mess was gone. I don't wanna feel this way, I don't wanna wonder what if, I don't wanna wait.
I'm facing my worst ghosts and my worst fears. I feel like I'm fading away.
I can't run, I can't hide... I don't wanna go back to pills. I don't wanna go back to the feeling of nothing at all.
I'm torn apart, I'm broken and I can't seem to find a way to pick up the pieces.
Never thought I'd say this, but I need my classes back. I need to forget how much I'm bleeding and how much I'm hurting.
An endless pain, I guess...
"Pushed through the rain and into the fire..."
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