I lay here in my bed
Thinking I'd rather be dead
I stare at my wall
Feeling like I'm going to fall
My vision is blurred
As the tears begin
My mind is stirred
As the same shit happens again.
I sit up as I look thru my window
Wishing the sun would stop this continuous shadow
I try to stand on my own
Believing that I'm not stoned
I begin to stumble
Bleeding in pain
My legs start to crumble
There is no gain
Clouds shifting in my head
Slowly getting darker
As I let go of everything...
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