When the Daylight Breaks

I’m talking to myself again

The dark, it still haunts.

Waking up at midnight

Thinking to myself

How will I get through this.

 

I don’t want to go outside

I don’t want to go outside

Just want to stay in my mind

Or lie in my bed all day.

 

These sheets are so cold, ice, ice cold

The ceilings caving in

Walls are breathing

How will I get through this.

 

I don’t want to go outside

I don’t want to go outside

Just want to stay in mind

or lie in my bed all day.

 

 

 

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