*lights out*

Hey whoever still reads this
mykaila made me think about you guys today
i made this in class the other day
just to show you guys how special you are
my teacher tried to take this from me and
i shuved it down my pants
i dont just let anyone see me






Tired Of Waking Up

Most days the best part is when I get to go to sleep
And pretend I wont wake up because my tears are held so deep
I have tried to cut them out burn them loose from their roots
But the roots are my soul and instead I lit the fuse
It was gone, with the smile and the life as a child
Now Im here now Im there with my life in single-file
It is hard to accept all the tears that I kept
All the blood that was left on the mattress where I slept
All the tears still wont fall and the knife was getting dull
So I wrote it on the wall that the run was now a crawl
Its not me against the world why am I such a child
I don’t have to fight but it feels quite right
In the darkness fuck the light let me scream in the fright
Let me suffer let me die only I will hear the cries
Of the monster inside me he will never let me be
And I came upon this toll because I found my weak soul
And then I shot it cold until its guilty smile rolled

neverendingmathequation-modestmouse