Help my mind

Oh she start to stole, little baby on the alcohol, I knew every spot so i was gratulated a lot, she may think we are the same but she decides to leave and i decides to stay. One is not enought so you buy three, just to do morning checks in. Laying on the floor, thinking about making this last call.

Saying i won't do this again but only when im on my end they seem to care, staring at my face in the mirror waiting for tears to make blurr visions. I haven't sleep in about 3 weeks, I stay up thinking | will die.

Sometimes u need to take last breath to start writing a new script. She doesn't want to go through it again, so I suck it up and act okay. Im still taking it, I excuse myself by saying it's not the same thing. The numbers show your worth, so you get on the scale counting the pounds. Someone is playing with the switch in my head and making me say things I don't mean, it has captured my mind and is guiding my life, rubbing toxins into my tearful eyes