My head is pounding
My fever is rising
My heart is breaking
My life is ending

She takes everything out on me
It’s always my fault
I never do everything right
What will she do when I’m gone?

I want things to go back
To the way they were
When it all made sense
When my life wasn’t a blur

Maybe we’ll wake up one day, and realize this was all a dream.

Who you see is the complete opposite of who I am.

I’ll deal with my life later,
for now I have to deal with yours.
That’s how it will always be

All alone in my room
With the lights down low
Curled up in my bed
Just wishing I could go

Never mind, forget about it, talking doesn’t seem to be helping. I think I need to deal with this on my own; I just need to figure out how. Right now there’s only one way, but I can’t do it.