Maybe I could see a friend
Or give them a call instead
It must be better than wrestling
With these demons in my head
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
Maybe I could see a friend
Or give them a call instead
It must be better than wrestling
With these demons in my head
Another
day spent
lying
in bedThoughts
racing
through
my headWondering
what it
was you
saidAnd all
the while
wishing
I was dead
Just
because
you can
Doesn’t
mean you
should
Just
because
I can
Doesn’t
mean I
would
I can’t even
bear the thought
of what’s to
come tomorrow
No doubt
it’ll just
be more misery
and sorrow
Perhaps I’d
be better
off staying
in bed
Then I might
just escape
these thoughts
in my head