I'm in control

I sit here with a cigarette in my hand

thinking of all the things I can't understand



I let the glow burn my skin until it begins to swell

it hurts but I keep telling myself that it'll do me well



I cover the scars with a long sleeved shirt

like I put on a smile to cover my pain and hurt



That is my way to cope with this depression

this way I don't have to aswer peoples stupid questions



It feels so good to be in control

I let it hurt on the outside to spare my soul



That's my way to escape this nightmare

my way to disappear into thin air



People think I'm mad and insane

but this is just my way of dealing with pain!

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