P.o.box Diving
Living with the feeling that my heart goes on bleeding,
Realizing nothing has changed.
This struggle is exhausting, therefore I am diving,
And I still not feel better yet.
This mental prison is killing me
And I so would like you to see
Me inside myself,
Find out how I am suffering,
People living their lives,
Innocent can't be taken in account
When so many casualties are ignored.
Depression is oppressive to me,
I feel so low I don't wanna see
What tomorrow will be made of.
"harder and harder" is what's sprawling in my head,
Please notice me before I do
The thing I said.
I am doing
Away with myself,
Smiling to death,
Is it worth fighting for?
