this is not who Im supposed to be

Bones they break with the weight

i cant do this again

sorry mama i dont mean it

no sleep for weeks got me tweakin

think im run-in low still feinding

afraid to close my eyes

i think im paranoid

talking to the walls again

i think im paranoid

is it all in my head

scratching at my skin like i am digging for something but all that i find is bone

please just let me go

talking to myself like im addicted to pain

i know that word i say I only weakens

Put this blade up to my neck, i could finally just end it