How many times will I cry tears that create a River? How many times will I die inside every time I hear words that pierce through my heart How will I run away from all my problems, when I’m caged like an animal
How many times will I fake that I’m ok, but really I’m planning on ending it
Would any one care ,Would anyone notice
Life is like a boat in which everyone is their own captain, but I think my boat is about to sink in the Atlantic and the captain is ready to sink with it
I would say goodbye, but goodbye to what, goodbye to who, No one knows me, no one knows the real me
All I know is I’m tired and done with doing this

Now that sh-it is deep, I don’t even remember me writing this
Anyways, have a good day