I want to climb on the rooftop, and let it all out.
Scream, cry, howl and shout.
I have no one to go to, no one to help me,
I want to let go, I just want to be free.
I worry over the smallest things, they turn into something giant.
I wish my brain was sturdy and solid, instead of flexible and pliant.
Someone please help me, I don't know what to do.
I'm so upset, I need advice, from him, her, or you.
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Boring, boring, every day. Starts and ends the bloody same. It's inside, outside, in again. Nothing seems to want to change. Walking, running, steady pace. Always ending in the same place.
You see me going through these empty stages You no your not really the bravest Don't you help me no don't you dare Why do you always stand an stare.
Oh, honey, You can't deal with advice. You say you think of suicide, Because they're not very nice. Not quite the words you used, But I won't go into that.
The sun rises. A reminder of the cold day to come. And still you are not here. The view is breathtaking. But it has no allure. When I cannot share it with you. The wind is calm.
I see dark days and rain, I see people walk past that street corner every day And even look twice at that poor man sitting on the side Saying to him self 'I used to be you' In my suit and shirt and...
Leaving Opuss. I'm not gonna make a big fuss. Just saying… …Bye.
Fear, gripping me. Questions, overwhelming me. Where did I go. I never planned on leaving, yet I'm no longer here. I've been replaced. Overcome. By a stranger I wish I'd never met. Pain. The new me.
Dear diary i see the people i don't like Dear diary there never in the right There always in the light Never out of sight Dear diary please take them away alright.
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