H I M

If I come to you with bleeding arms and scream to you "I'm sorry"

Will you be right there to hold and care or will you end my tragic story.

Because everyone leaves, everyone dies,

I listen to them but I cant ever cry.

Because when its me I'm "too depressing"

But when its them its "self-assessing."

I'm too selfish

I'm too mean

I'm to rude

Is that how it seems?

I'm too self obsessed

but oh the things that i repress

Memory's, people, feelings the whole bit,

Holy f**k I'm sick of this s**t.

I wish I could end it, but hes says that's something I cant do.

hes the only thing I'm holding onto to

He makes time stop

He makes it end

He makes my life worth living for a second