The sorrows never go away
Knocking on the door
Stomping down the floor
Always taking more
I can't be who I want to be
No matter how hard I try
I'm always failing to see
The path to getting by
All I see is who I once was
Who I could've been
Should've been
Left the den because
I thought I could make it on my own
Never was I so wrong in this hinking
Becuase before I finished blinking
Life flashed before my eyes
That were closed a tad too early
The moon dies
And I won't see tomorrow certainly
Don't even care anymore
About the rhyme or the door
They can kick it down
Make me a clown
Burn the moon out of the sky
She never shined for my anyways
Maybe one day I'll be normal
Or maybe that's why I act like a kid so much
Becuase I miss the days
Of my only problems being
The cup of grape juice spilling
Or my pokemon cards not having a charizard
Or waiting for dad to come home
Or my favorite shirt was in the wash
I wish these were the cause of my tears
Instead my only and biggest fears
Are if I'll live to see tomorrow
Or make my own dreams come true
A day with my six year old self under the sky
And Id just sit there and cry
Begging for a different future for that curly haired boy
Or maybe just a tree with some shade for the long run
Long nights with puffy eyes
And stupid pain that will make you cry
And this mind that keeps you locked away
Maybe they can do mind transplants one day
I'm sorry boy.
I'm sorry that each and every toy
Will be thrown away
When all you can say
And all you see
Is fear and pain in cartoons on the tv
I don't know what I'd say to 6 year old me
Maybe Id just give him some candy.
Pat him on the shoulder but not tell him this:
No dream or present or girl or any kiss
Can Change the mind in that head
That only thinks of the day you'll be dead
Down the pills and drink the drink
Let the blood wash down the sink
Smile at the misfortune coming your way
And with that yellow grin yell say,
"Fuck You, sorrows, everyday,
I will make my dreams come true this day."
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