Locked in a room with nothing turning but the clock
I medicated, but I still feel the same
This whole time life's been hiding under a shitty rock
I'm tired of feeling this pain
Turning a blind eye
To everything I love
Has hurt the most
Turning a blind eye
To everyone I love
Has been the worst
Out in the open, I'm exposed to my own thoughts
When did it get this bad?
I always come up with these horrifying plots
They don't make sense, they only make me f*cking sad
Ignoring
Staying silent
I deal with it
No one told me
There was something better
It may be too late