Wanting to live
To wanting to die
Wanting to run as far as I can
To wanting to be trapped in my room
Felling all the blues
Not caring what to do
would I rather die
Should I try
Why is dying easy
And living is hard
Is it the people around me
Or is it really just me
I’m putting on my loud ass beats
Not caring what anyone thinks
So am I a selfish person
Am I just a angry person
Or maybe I’m just a broken person
Maybe it really is just me
So they say