I Don’t Know What I’m Doing Anymore.
I Can Barley Get Out Of My Bed.
I Can’t Shake This Feeling,
Or The Monsters Inside My Head.
I Have No Reason To Live Anymore.
Give Me A Reason, Please.
When You Do..
Maybe,
I’ll Be Better.
But For Now Just Leave Me Be.
Let Me Sit And Hide.
So That I May Understand,
Why You Put Me Through This Pain,
And On Whom I Can Depend.
This Pain And Hurt I Feel Inside.
Is Killing Me.
So Let Me Sit And Cry.
Maybe,
When You Do Tell Me,
I Won’t Want To Sit And Hide