I Wake Up
On A Morning Sunny Day
I Feel Just About The Same
I Just Wish The Days Would
Not Go On. I'm Tired Of
Always Falling Over
And Over Like A Never
Ending Cycle.
I Feel As I Want To Scream
But Yet No One Ever Really
Hears Me
I Grab A Knife
And Start To Cut Once More
As Every Other Day
A Unique Color
Pours Through My
Whole Arm
I'm Not Scared Anymore
Like I Was Before
I Lay Down
On My Bed
Thinking Once Again
I Just Wished That
Another Day
Would Not Go By
So I Wont Feel
Locked Up
Inside.
I Have No Friends
No True Inspirations
Just Me And My Sorrow
Thats All That Remains
I'm Scared As Always
I Lie Myself To Sleep
Once More To Wake Up
To Another
Lonely Day
