Think of nothing
The feel of emptiness makes things feel so wrong
Trying to speak out of mind
But nothing came out
Tried to escape from anxiety
But thoughts make it worse
always wanted to spread wings
and just fly away
make things differently in breakaway
wanted to escape from this place
no choice.
I realised i got no choice
I've tried everything I could
Been struggling myself
wanted to speak out loud
but nobody would listen to me
to my heart.
no, i'm half hanging there
i know i'll fall into pieces anytime
Note to self: keep holding on