BIRD TIED TO A BRICK

every move i fucking make makes me feel like i'm dead
every thought i fucking think fucking hurts my head
and i don't know what i'm doing, i don't feel ok
and if i think that i am dying then it must be real
get the fuck off of me
i can't make it stop i feel so weak
i don't know what's wrong with me
i fucking can't do anything right
i think that i deserve to hurt
i should crawl down into the earth
and melt myself down when i reach the core
it's my fault that everything's so fucked now
one last thought, one last hope
one last grasp for the rope
slip through my fingers, fall down the hole
wait for the concrete to shatter my bones
i'm like a bird tied to a brick, i'm like a dog locked in a maze
i'm like a moth trapped in the closet, like some trash dumped into space
i'm like gasoline in a cup cause ill happily drink it all up
let it fill me up inside, let it burn me alive
let me-
all i wanna do is live but i cant do that
always wanna crush my shit but i'll get through that
i just wanna do bad shit
i couldn't do that when i had the chance
i just wanna wreck some shit to get through
and always wanted to be bad in my youth
and it's still not over yet, i got 8 more days
but i'm tired and i'm not okay
one last thought, one last hope
one last grasp, for the rope
slip through my fingers, fall down the hole
wait for the concrete, to shatter my bones
one last moment before i choke
one last glimmer, a tiny hope
dying slowly, out of control
falling endlessly down an eternal chasm of shit
i'm like a girl lying in bed, i'm like a girl lying in sofa
like a girl with a broken head, i'm like a girl who's fucking useless
i'm like broken in every way, running at 8 beats per minute
like i'm off 82 tabs, like i never wanted to live like this