My worthlessness is choking me,
Stealing the air from my lungs.
Stop pretending to care,
Because it hurts just as much.
When I have to stop myself believing.
Bring the pain,
To make it go away.
Fight the hate,
With some more.
I’m losing grasp,
Of all I have left.
I’m holding on by merely a finger.
How is it the dark can always find me
When I think I've hidden myself so god damn well.
How is that you can’t find me,
How is it you can’t see I need you.
Even when I’m crying.
Even when I’m screaming.
Even when I’m leaving.
How is it you can’t see I need you
To pull me out of the dark.
Why is it,
I’m always falling?
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