Everyone who came across her, Thought she was one of a kind But she had her own state of mind She’ll literary hang herself on a tree
If I could sleep And not be said I’m lazy If I could laugh And not be said I’m crazy If I could smile
I used to love waking up in the mo… I used to love watching the sunris… I used to love tea I used to love birds I used to love feeling the sun
The sun blazing Into my room I didn’t sleep last night I am missing you I was gazing the stars
At the end of the day That Is who you are No more battles No more heads to slay All the fights you fought
Lost and torn apart I wish I knew who I am But I don’t Sometimes I wish you were here Other times
A voice that no one can hear No one can save me No one can interfere It’s just a small scar Twinkling like a star
They aren’t just scars They are the demons They are the nightmares I fought… They are the insults I get The feelings that I can’t reject
Am I just tired? Or do I just miss you? Am I just depressed? Or do I just need you? I wanted you near
This world is not a conclusion It’s just a small illusion I’m still in a great confusion Between what’s real And what’s the illusion
Losing your self among those peopl… Losing your heart And left torn apart Losing myself for you Is almost like a flue
She said... she said It’s nights like these When she would whisper to herself “You can sleep” It’s nights like these
Cause when I’m thinking It’s always you in my head Cause when I’m lost It’s always you who finds me Cause when I’m buried beneath
Once upon a time There was this weak girl Covered herself with sheets And covered her face With cold frozen fingers
She was so lost She basically gave birth To her own demons She gave them life And watched them dance