I put my roots in the ground

Desperately trying to grow

But then the second I moved

They just dragged me below

I’ve lost sight of how my life should be

That every face I see is secretly

Laughing at me

So fucking sick of trying to be

The best man I can be

So give me a rope and a chair

Let this noose set me free

I wanna make you feel

Like you made me

Broken, desperate, tired and weak

I’ll take a fucking hammer to both of your knees

Pull out your tongue so you can’t speak to me

Too stubborn to move on

Too stunted to grow

All my habits and routines

Left me trapped in a hole

Ahem.​

Safe, safe

You should have kept me safe

Erased, scared, and I’m feeling out of place

Safe, safe

You should have kept me safe

Erased, scared, and I’m feeling out of place

I should have moved on

I should have learned how to grow

I should have left this behind

I stuck with what I know

I know I’ll never belong

I know I was wrong all along

I know I tried to stay strong

I know you won’t miss me when I’m

Gone

When

When I’m gone

When

Ahem.​

If pessimism is a crime, then I am guilty ’til I die

I’ll let my body rest in dirt

I hope my soul will fucking fry

My soul is gonna fucking fry