tackling life

i need saving from myself

and my obsessive false thoughts

that run rapid

in this little pea brain of mine.

delusions in my head

can't break away

i tell myself that it's alright

that it's all lies

my brain is against me

but so is everyone else

ah

staring at myself

in the broken glass

the blood surrounds

dark red

thriller movie perfect

the story of my life

highs and lows

down in the dumps

i fall to the ground

as the gravity disappears

as i float around the room

body straight

arms next to my body

looking like a corpse

BANG!

i fall flat on the bed

with nothing

besides my thoughts

fluff from the pillows

shards of glass

white bedsheets turned

crimson

and my soul turned black

failing to function

life is a chore

that i have to do

life is a simulation

we all play a part in life

some well

some crumble

but we're all

facing hardships

in different

put my head up

look in the mirror

you can do this

play the role

you were born to play

yourself.