Inappropriate Things - 21 Minutes Lyrics

January one, twenty-fifteen
I spent twenty one minutes standing over my sink
Bathroom door locked; hands open palms up
A razor blade next to me
I had enough

The bloodstains on my bathroom sink
Self-portraits of all my mistakes
Like failed attempts at second breaks
All spiraled down the drain
Heard someone screaming through the door
Like muffled static, I ignored
While I traced circles in my blood
Waiting to be a corpse
My eyes heavy as the sun
As I close them one last time and fade into oblivion
I fell; a bloody shirt against the wall
That's when they broke the door down
Carried me away

Six months before, I'd built a wall
Each brick a smile everyone saw
Behind it crying, so alone
No comfort in a comfort zone
Tried to escape, fell every time
Scraped fingernails make bloody lines
Which trickled down into my eyes
Colorized my vision; I lost sight
Of what was right
Cause when you spend your life in darkness
You'll adapt until your blind, and you think
That nothing can change
But I guarantee that
Nothing ever stays the same

So don't do it
Cause you're worth it
I guarantee that you won't always feel this way
So hold on
Don't let go
Just take a breath cause everything'll be okay

September twenty third, twenty fifteen
I spent twenty one minutes standing over my sink
Bathroom door locked, hands open palms up
The scars on my wrists reminders
That I was always more than enough