Minutes and Hours

I don’t want to die and leave nothing behind

That bitch fucked with my head and fed me nothing but lies

My Nan died the same week so I was up every night

Wide awake in my thoughts still wondering why

I hear the same shit in my head like a hundred odd times

I try to say how I’m feeling but I’m breaking inside

And all this pain that I deal with is more weight on my mind

I barely eat so I can never keep this weight on my sides

Awake at 5 in the morning trying to say that I’m fine

Hate that I’m like this and ill probably be this way til I die

Remember taking so many pills I could of taken my life

Mistaking people that I trusted for some mates that were sly