2.1

I tend to say things I dont mean

The mind whispering in the dark

My chest sinking

Do I truly know what I want?

Im at the fork in the road

Still choosing

As i start breaking myself down

Wanting to die( wanting to die)

Voices telling me one thing and the other

But im trying to change just for you

You dont even have a clue

But i love you so much more than you do

But I cant seem to touch the surface

As im trapped in a room with shifting walls

Watching as im screwing things up

Wanting to cry but the body aches in pain

As im drifting out of place

Self sabotaging

Killing myself slowly

And set myself so low

You know its true

That I loved you

But would you ever want a broken puppet?

Would you even want me to stay?

A broken puppet

Bled dry from everything

As i start breaking myself down

Wanting to die( wanting to die)

Voices telling me one thing and the other

But im trying to change just for you

You dont even have a clue

But i love you so much more than you do

But I cant seem to touch the surface

As im trapped in a room with shifting walls