Things are changing
life is changing...

I will sit here
slit my wrists...

My head is racing all the time
my body wont relax...

Ive made mistakes...
theres risks i take...

Worst day ever, its cursed
Worst day ever am I really this cursed...

I will pretend im better
they will soon find out...

Missing someone is the worst feeing,
sit here peeling some skin with a rusty razor...

I drink most days
Cos I feel lost...

Things aren't all blue skies and strolls in the...
I'm moving on from the memory that one was my...

If you only knew how i felt about you
would it make a difference...

You feel so alone
so you sit up at night and cut...

I walk through an empty park,
its dark just like my mind...