Why Won't You Leave?
They say I've gone crazy
Is it true?
Possibly, or just lazy.
All I can think about is you,
Reckless and destructive, you are too.
Locked in a room of solitude,
My body is trapped in a bad mood.
Lies fill my world with sin.
The crimson looking liquid is my personal adrenaline
For I have the scars to prove it,
In my heart, the happiness just won't fit.
Help me survive the misery I plead,
You own me like a dealer and his weed.
I haven't been able to breathe,
You are not welcome, so why won't you leave?
Why do you consume me?
Let me go, I want to be free
Depression is what you are.
You turned my heart into the color of tar.
Now I am just as sad,
As you are just as glad.
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