I can't stop the pounding in my head

Wrote the same words down,

And put them next to my bed,

Hoping that these words will dissapear from the paper,

But I cant make words come off paper

You can't erase it--It's in sharpie

And it's not my fault that I did

I have no pencils with erasers

If erased it'll still be on the paper

The fine print will leave a hint

That those words were mine.

I can't burn it to the ground

Or else I wouldn't be writing this down

I can't wash it off Because those words will leave a stain 

A stain that forever lives in my brain...