Work Text:
Looking down at the floor
Reaching out for the door
My wrists were already sore
From all the sins I did atone
I wanted to feel anything
Even if it was a little something
But I just gained nothing
In the end, I failed at everything
My thoughts were louder than the voice outside
I thought I’ll be more okay inside
I ended up doing the thing that I hate
I just couldn’t wait anymore
Your harsh words are not helping
Or am I just too sensitive?
I wanted to speak about my feelings
Yet you’re not really attentive
I think about everything all the time
Till it came to the point I’d cry
I don’t even know how to rhyme
Maybe, I just didn’t want to pry