The beginning of the day isn't the best
I'm filled with emotions
I get no rest
My tears making to many oceans
I can feel so many things
And nothing at all
I'm not at my high, flying with wings
But I'm at my low, where I have to crawl
This is what happens when you push things away
They come back up in the worst kind of way
They come back stronger,making you stress
Making your sleep become less and less
I can not sleep when my heads being filled
I try to forget but there's no way
My sanity starting to be killed
My mind being left in chaos and dismay