try to take on the world but youre too damn small when they ask whats wrong you say nothing at all he cant take a hint and you want him to stay but at the same time youre screaming go away so fucking stressed they dont feel what you feel youre slipping away you skip all your meals holding back tears has become a new skill but you know one day theyre all gonna spill nothing is good its only bad luck trying to act like you dont give a fuck how can you socialize under the covers how can you stop him from finding a lover cant get out of bed so you wont even try these days all you do is sleep breathe and cry hatred inside you boiling your blood your brain was once spotless but its turned into mud you cant think straight in someone elses home youd do anything to be back in your own distant again its becoming a habit if you lost your heart who would have found it