Dreary

I wish my bed would swallow me whole
I wish I could sink right in and disappear
Disappear so no one can see me crying
Disappear so I don't have to feel
The guilt of not being able to get out of bed

Don't let them see my ribs
Don't let them see my blood
Don't let them see my wet face and puffy eyes

My mind is restless and I wish I could turn it all off
I wish I could turn it all off

Exactly eight years later
Who would have thought
My bed would still be made
A coffin

Lived a little, some content, and a full year of bliss
But now I'm ready to crawl back in
I'm exactly where it all began

A circle of life and death all in one fucking lifetime
Well I'm amazed I even made it this far
Don't let them see my ribs
Don't let them see my blood
Don't let them see the bottle of pills
And purge, purge, purge
All over the floor