Sick
Where's the happy little pill? I need one to heal and kill Feel like I failed at everything Fucked up everything I hate the year I'm really sick here Crying, screaming 'How to get out of this labyrinth of suffering?' Oh poor you messy princess You're running out of time Get up and leave your castle Live fiercely in hustle bustle Again With your mental ilness And laugh to cover sadness Home, 11/18/19 P.