what happens when i see red i blot out the sun so its dark instead what happens when i speak does a voice want to come from my chest what happens if i go away would i be missed or forgotten that day and what happens when i dont try when i quit and decide to let go of life what happens doesn't really matter its the same old same ole thing so how do you survive? why look in their eyes? the stares are more than i can take how do you move on? why think bout it now? the memory isn't something that can fade time doesn't wait for you to catch up so keep looking forward now before i throw you aground my ticking heart needs bleeding out pumping every word through me straining to see a way to keep my mind occupied i dont even know why but there is a reason im alive its just something i have yet to find after the anxiety and depression eat what's left of my transgressions will i be a better person will i recognize myself do i need some help cant continue on as me so i enter a waking dream just so my eyes can finally see who i am meant to be so how do you survive? why look in their eyes? the stares are more than i can take how do you move on? why think bout it now? the memory isn't something that can fade time doesn't wait for you to catch up so keep looking forward
