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Sometimes I go to bed thinking if I will ever make it
waking up late feeling that my heart is still vacant
lost myself in the sadness thinking that I am impatient
Fighting myself but my soul you had already take it

surrounded by people but I still feel stranded
I think the music got me feeling manic
I cry in my room wishing I am on a different planet
my mind and my expectations are dying feeling tragic

I’ll scream till I am in the grave fading with a smile
they tell me the norm is to frown all the time
Saying my problems telling me to restore my faith
Trying to survive from dying before I decay

They are killing me while my blood is on the tile
Venting from the inside till I am gone to my exile
I'm screaming at myself for wanting to survive
waiting for my demise and crying cause I am alive


Sleeping at 3 thinking that I am finally free
nowadays I just spend my time glued to a screen
flipping through looking to be seen
It's the truth, I am still searching for my queen

Circles growing under my eyes when I see the light
I still write and I rise and I hear all the lies
This life is ruthless myself is useless and I am lucid
You can read my thoughts but I am tangled by the solution 

I wake up to drink till I am done and smoke for fun
Hoping that I will die soon so I don't have to feel the gun
she thinks I am nothing and I should’ve run
my mind is lost and my thoughts have won



It is just that what I am feeling and what my thoughts are
Inspired by a real life situation


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