Them
We always do this
Going round and round
Not like it ever changes who we are
What we are
But it doesn’t stop us from hitting the red button
Doesn’t stop the tears from falling
Or the blood from flowing
But while I try to contain myself
And keep myself afloat
She’s out and about
With their other friends
The ones I can’t have
While I’m alone and breaking
They are surrounded and fine
And then they complain about it all
Say they were fine without me
But say they have it hard…
I don’t know what to believe
Don’t have time to think about it
Busy trying to just fucking breathe
I wanna scream but of course that leads me to trouble
Where does it lead her?
To help.
Cause while she has people to care
I live in pain of people who don’t get it
But can I leave it?
No
Cause then she’d get hurt.
What do I have for protection?
The fucking demon in my head
The one she hates
So while I lay in a bathtub
Just as empty as me
Wanting nothing more than to fill it red
To feel the sting of it on my arms and legs
They are skating around
Laughing
And spinning
And singing
And dancing
I can’t even cry without feeling bad for it
When do I get to escape?