corners

yeah yeah

i don't know how to let go of it

i don't even know how to picture it

hearing people advising me just to forget it

but how do u forget something that's constantly nudging your mind

you don't even know whats its like

u haven't even been through the ride

what do you know about me and my life

except that i'm holding a knife

i know the way i remember it

always just losing my mind a bit

trying to fight everything i had like i just wanna quit

i know what's it like to feel angry and broken inside

its funny how doctors tell me they tried but the mental health still resides

they telling me i got fucking disorders

well what you expect from me

feel like i'm constantly pushed into corners

all of my life no one listened to me

not even one of them payed any attention to me

they thought it was lies when i told them my mom abused me

all she did was just fucking accuse me

what do you want from me, huh?

you want me to make you a graph?

you want me to laugh?

ok i'll make you a graph

and show you all the things that you've cut into half

i know i've been empty inside all these years

but what would you do if you saw tears in my eyes 24/7

i know i'm dealing with depression

it's kind of become a possession

but what would you do it with it right

when you have lost all sight

and all you you can do is just write?