sicksadlittleworld

I can't get a grip on anything today. Everything I know is being swirled around,mismatched,broken down, taken apart and leaving me like dust in the wind. It's ripping my head and heart to shreds. Either way I turn, there's a daggar waiting for me.

Which way are you supposed to go when each direction is incorrect? When you fight nothing but losing battles? When not one single word you can say will make it better?

No, You're not the first to fall apart

But always the first one to complain

You better get careful or you'll compromise everything You are

The world is a drought when out of love

Please come back to us

You're all of the above

I'm making a choice to be out of touch

Leave me be he said

Leave me here in my stark raving sick sad little world

I've never had unpaid confidantes

It's more than I would care to explain

But I have an open door policy when it comes to blame

The world is a joke when out of love

Please come back to us

You're all of the aboveI

'm making a choice to be out of touch

Leave me be he said

Leave me here in my stark raving sick sad little world.