sinking

pretty occupied has been my mind lately those thoughs inside my head were plenty why I was so mad I remember vaguely yet I still felt like I was empty

you could say I was complicated one day you would know how easily I could get irritated and how deeply I could sink low

what was the point of trying why was I so determined to stay saying I don't love you would be lying and for me to do that there was no way

I happen to be the thing I despise sadly I'm the one I hate the most maybe sometime I'll let myself rise and hopefully one day I'll reach the coast