Before I Self Destruct - Intellectual

I’m sorry that I’m a mess sometimes. I wish that I could count every time, I cried myself to sleep at night. That’s wishful thinking and I’m not sure it’s worth the try this time

I don’t know if I’m alright

I still think about you all the time

I just think it’s best we spent sometime with out me by your side. I wish I could have your back, I wish I could hold your hand. It’s just so hard to swallow all these lies. And for the first time, I will dry my eyes and get some sleep in my own sheets. I swear I’ll be fine