My bones feel empty
i know what i am doing is wrong
but i can not stop
i have lost so much
and yet gained friends and a new life
you can not make me stop
your words are as empty as me
i sold myself out
i know i am not the same
but i am happy
why can not you be happy for me
give me reasons why i should stop
and i will, if i find them valid
you can not scare me out of it
i am gone the real me is lost
i see myself differently than you see me
i am sick but i do not want help
i used to say would never do this
but I'm doing it
either you are okay with it or not
there is no in between
i am sick but who knows
