I count the days
because my life is so f*cking pointless.
My own head is a prison
and it's the only place I can't escape.

My thoughts are anchors,
and I'm drowning at sea.
These secrets will kill me.

I can't sleep at night,
and I can't get up in the morning.
Pain. Please, go away.
I want to stop feeling this way.

I'm a slave to all the voices in my head
and I'm afraid of what they've said.
I hate myself.

My smile fool even the smartest of people.
But the truth is,
I'm dying.