I feel so hurt,
Under these curtains,
Above my bed.
Everytime I lay down,
I feel like crying till sunrise,
Well it's no surprise,
I'm not the best of myself.
And so then I'll try to forget,
But forgetting makes me remember,
I don't try to give in but I surrender,
I've been overthinking.
'Cause these thoughts of mine,
Are like poison in my brain.
It rules the heart and kills my insides,
'Till it infect my veins.
I'm fragile like paper,
And these are my permanent ink.
I tried to try but it makes me tired,
And everyday I tell my self,
"It's gonna be okay" but I lie.
These scars of mine cannot be seen,
'Cause it only shows at night before I go to sleep,
It's not magic, it's the past that keeps hunting me,
And maybe the future too,
I've been worrying.
'Cause these thoughts of mine,
Are like poison in my brain.
It rules the heart and kills my insides,
'Till it infects my veins.
I'm fragile like paper,
And these are my permanent ink.
Maybe in another life, I'll try to stay away,
From all the decisions I've made till this day,
I feel so wasted.
I'm a mess.
I'm not the best version of myself.
'Cause these thoughts of mine,
Are like poison in my brain.
It rules the heart and kills my insides,
'Till it infects my veins.
I'm fragile like paper,
And these are my permanent ink.
It meets the eye, flows down my cheeks,
Then repeats its cycle.