(Not again)
(Alone in my head)
Once again I’m stuck in my head, it never ends.
The pain is too intense for me to understand why I’m struggling to be a good friend.
I still struggle with addiction which fucks with my motivation.
It could be just a lesson with all these voices in my head but I can’t comprehend them.
They’re starting to show aggression, damaging my feelings.
As my anxiety goes up to the ceiling I start to think about all my misfortunes.
I never miss a day with these dark feelings.
They haunt me always and that’s why I’m hurting.
I was cursed from the very beginning.
A hurst is where I’d be laying or in the dirt if I ended up dying.
The devil with a smirk as I lay crying.
I wouldn’t be his first victim of deceiving.
I never learn but I promise I’ll keep trying.
Even though I’m stuck I’ll keep on surviving.
Once again I’m stuck in my head, it never ends.
The pain is too intense for me to understand why I’m struggling to be a good friend.
I still struggle with addiction which fucks with my motivation.
It could be just a lesson with all these voices in my head but I can’t comprehend them.
They’re starting to show aggression, damaging my feelings.
I keep on losing, I keep on losing.
I know she’s a lie but that’s who I’m choosing.
A devil in disguise because I’m that foolish.
Don’t act surprised that I keep on doing this.
I’ll still ask for advice but I never take it.
Heard she’s kissing other guys but I don’t believe it.
Then I saw her last night and told me all about it.
How could I have been so foolish.
I ruined my life because of stupid choices.
How could I believe all those broken promises.
Honestly now I’m relieved because of all my accomplishments.
I’m sorry I just keep repeating my pain.
It’s the only way to explain that I feel the fucking same everyday.
I say every fucking damn day!
I’m not trying to scream.
I just get so overwhelmed and end up making a scene.
Sometimes I overreact and start acting like a fiend.
I get so fucked up and I say the wrong things.
Once again I’m stuck in my head, it never ends.
The pain is too intense for me to understand why I’m struggling to be a good friend.
I still struggle with addiction which fucks with my motivation.
It could be just a lesson with all these voices in my head but I can’t comprehend them.
They’re starting to show aggression, damaging my feelings.
Ugh, this pain is driving me insane.
Sometimes I don’t even know my own damn name.
All I do is complain about the same damn things.
Maybe with attitude because I have corrupt feelings.
Sometimes I just think it’s a dream but I think they could mean something.
Always wondering about what it could have been but that’s the painful thing about women.
(At one point they love you and then they don’t)
(You can’t help but feel broke)
Once again I’m in my head.
Stuck living this awful dread.
I always thought I was one step ahead but I have goals that I haven’t met and it’s tearing me to shreds.
What the fucks next?
(Medicine in you)
DieSad
