This is bitter luck that never turns out alright.
This day is a little screwed up, and I bleed the same.
If I hurt then it’s not the best for anyone.
If your alright, then I won’t be fine.
I’m feeling nothing on this shattered outside.
If your cut, then I’ll bleed so deep.
I could use these new scars.
I could bleed so much for us.
I’m in my most highest state of mind.
I’m in the weakest state of health.
When I’m yelling at myself.
With nothing much to say.
I can change my ugly ways,
But I don’t know if I could believe again.
Only when I’m at my worst.
Is when I fall to the ground.
I can shut my eyes,
And never see again.
Because I’m tired of looking at these horrible things.
I’m still trapped in this violence called my reckless life.
I now know that you always let me down, and now I know I’m going down.
It hurts to notice the good days because there are very few of them left.
I was put on this world to hurt from my head to my toes.
I was faced with these troubled thoughts and they won’t go away.
I hurt so much nothing can make this go away.
One of these days I’m going to slip into the darkness and I won’t ever come back.
One of these days I’m going to fall into the sea and nobody is going to be there for me.
One of these days I’m going to drown and not a single person is going to care how.
If I could change a thing, I think I would have changed everything. If I could have known the truth, I would have never been with you. Twenty-five and I am so tired of this childish love, And all the pain that comes along with all its games. Seems such a waste to throw it all away, But I am who I am, like me or not, But you will never be able to change me. The world has its grips on you, And I am no way getting involved. Today could be the greatest of days, But what would you have changed? All of your wrong mistakes, your bad calls, All your fear and lies, Or are you just so selfish inside? If I could change the way we were, I think I would change everything. If I knew the absolute truth about you, I would have never even met you. Twenty-five to life with all that you did, Is this the end of love, should I give up? And here I am stuck with a broken heart, And busted up sight. These days are blurring together, And nothing seems al...
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