slow motion see me let go, we tend to die young
i am slowly and desperately slipping away. i don't want to be here anymore. i don't want to do any of this, i am tired. i'm so tired. i think that i've lost myself, and i'm blaming others for things that technically make no sense to someone who can comprehend at the moment. don't you ever wonder if you don't wake up one day how much easier things would be... everyone keeps coming to me with demands- you have to be strong for them. let it go. move on. time will heal just let it. you must take care of them now.
yes, but who will take care of me.
what if i can't let go.
i'm losing everything...
a most beautiful ruby red. what a beautiful thing.