I wake up everyday, wishing
that I was still asleep
In my dreams I feel alive
Not just a face
An inevitable reflection
A hollow soul staring back
Why can’t I feel what they see
I’m such a god damn piece of shit
You’re too pretty to be said they said
Depicting sadness as ugliness
Crying for help
Oh it must just be a phase
My internal suffering pinned as a hormonal fucking breakdown
Stop fucking invalidating me
I feel like I’m dying
How low is low enough?
Until I’m 10 feel under?
Why me?
It’s getting warmer everyday
I’m closer than you think
I wake up everyday,
wishing that I was still asleep
In my dreams I feel alive
Not just a person face
An inevitable reflection
A hollow soul staring back
Why can’t I feel what they see
I’m such a god damn piece of shit
Self hatred grown with in
Expectations can’t be met
I fucking hate myself
What don’t you get?
Stop fucking invalidating me
I feel like I’m dying
How low is low enough?
Is it until I’m 10 ft under?
Do you realize how ignorant you sound?