i cant write songs

[lucid_dreams88]

if i sleep i cant sleep
i hate you and i do
my hair is in my face
can i hide anymore
i cant hide anymore
sleep for me when im awake
screaming so softly
my hair is in my hands
i saw your face
standing behind me in the mirror
i turned and asked you why
but then you disappeared like always
like everyone in my mind
this isn't even real
my hands are in my pockets
i found you there again
sitting with my blue jean lint
grinning full of sin
i begged you to come home
now im hiding from the sun
waiting for this fucking song
but you werent even there
gone so long ago
i saw you turn the other way
and go
go
i left you laughing
i walked and skipped and didnt give a damn
and here i am
on the floor
not knowing how it got so low
or how i got so low
you cant hate me
cause im better
but you hate me
cause your worse
i tried everything
but it was no use at all
im sorry im not making sense at all
i cant let you love me anyway
im too fucked in the head
walking and running and breathing underwater
i have too many pills and not enough kills
i have to go and go far away
never see you again
because i cant write songs
only poems and stories and lines that dont bleed
but ill listen to anything you write
so let me go and let me be
ill think and ill wish
but when it comes down to it
im basking in trouble and asking for it.