See? this is what I always do, I never pause or think things through.
I'll never say how many meds that I take only to stay in a stable state. Or how many words that I leave unsaid, like a book that was never read. People have looks and friends on hooks, but their all just crooks,
Everyday is disarray, my thoughts they escalate until I feel the only way is to escape. I'm a coward, spending hours in my own head.
My plans they escalate till nothing seems real, only dreams.
It seems my mind turns to suicide. Vile. Stupid. Lame.
I shout why? Why this pain won't go away, seems there's nothing to gain by staying in this life.
Everyone's just playing me for a fool like I'm just a tool. Like I'm nothing.
Say something so I can stay awake and out of my brain. Everyone says stop playing these foolish games, pointing fingers shouting names. Till only I'm left. All alone. I'm aren't playing. If you were you could quit.