All I feel is "brokeness"
I realize it's not a word
The sadness breaks my mind apart
It's like an illness
It takes over my body
I'm looking for a cure
For this dying life
I am tired of saying
I'm okay and it's okay
But I can't accept
Losing another piece of mind
Why does it all, come at a price?
Feels like I'm living
A life full of lies
Does the mind have a fixed breakpoint?
Or can it be just the things in my mind?
I am tired of saying
I'm okay and it's okay
But I can't accept
Losing another piece of mind