All of this pressure in my head
pounding on my skull
stress is taking over, my skin has become dull
I cry all day
I weep all night
streams of tears flowing from my pillow into the moonlight
I dont know why
Nothings really that big of a deal
These days I feel like I'm only existing, nothing is really real
There is no time to sleep
There is no time to live
I have nothing left inside of me that I can spare to give
All of the people in my life
slowly disapear to other things
Now i cringe when the the telephone rings
It used to always be for me
No one really cares about me at all
I'm not even happy with myself
so why should anyone else be?
But there is nothing I can do, this is just me
 
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