Every night just keeps getting lonely,
A piece of thread in every rare,
Killed and murdered, but it still gets closer,
Nothing I do, ever stops me grieving.

Levitating on the bed or was I hanged above it?

Wish I could say,
That the possibilities,
Are probabilities,
For the rare find.

Feel like I could say,
I was a misinterpretation,
Of the situation,
In the mirror tonight.

I felt afraid,
But kept getting hate,
Instead of appreciate,

Felt scared,
But there's no runaway,
So I had to stay back,

Left a stain,
Bright red paint,
On my blouse in the morn,

Gave it away,
Sold my soul,
To the getaways,

Finished my situation,
My problems,
Are problems on their own.

Feel like a mistake,
Here's my breath, take it,
Feel relieved, but hey,

I'm still a bitch breaking,
Still left shaking,
Still grew up for peace sake.

They say it all gets better all the time,
But all I've seen are my waves goodbye,

I've let myself go,
Right in the gutter,
Let me let me go.

Feel like this was done,
But I'm not quite sure.

This was gone,
But now it's all dawn,
I'm ready now, but I'm lost,

Shouldn't have gone wrong,
But I guess life's like that,
I guess I hate it like that.