Im sick.

I'm sick

Of not being able to cry

I'm sick

Of not having the guts to die.

I'm sick

Of not being able to let go

I'm sick

Of time moving so slow.



I'm sick

Of wishing for a miracle

I'm sick

Of nothing being spherical.

I'm sick

Of not being able to be stronger

I'm sick

Of hoping for that "little bit longer".



I'm sick

Of tip-toeing, creeping around

I'm sick, I fail,

When i keep falling down.



I'm sick

Of endless silent screams

Endless fears

Endless dreams

Tears that always never come,

I wish the past could be undone.