so umm, yea

i must warn you all, i wrote this while depressed....

i could sound selfish
always pulling myself down
i could be broken
so don't touch me
i only break things
deep inside i feel somethings missing
always eluding me at the next turn
it's distracting
knowing that i can't feel the same
with every singgle day i feel weak
i feel wasted and polluted
i won't even speak on the pain i've seen
everyone tells it and it's all the same
different names in place of the ones i love
my fears coming undone
playing scenes that make me cry
from deep inside my twisted mind
don't miss me, i'm done

i could be the next funeral
everyone i love carrying on after me
my name will be remembered
forgotten and faded with time
still deep inside i feel the missing piece
waiting for my last breathe
i'm finding it hard to breathe
knowing that i'll never be the same
so throw me in my coffin
dig my grave deep
burry me with my past loved ones
don't miss me, i'm done

you could say this sounds selfish
as i go off on myself
you say that i'm pathetic
but i know it'll never change
call me all those names
call me what you will
don't miss me, i'm done
and i'm falling away from you

Andrew C.