every day i look in the mirror
god. who am i anymore?
living has became painful
waking up is a chore

i know the sky used to be vibrant
i just can't see it from this view
i have no eyes, no control
there's no me without you

i can't remember what it's like without pain
(except that you weren't in my head)
you make me kinda crazy..
i'd rather just be dead

i don't know where i'm going anymore
you swept away my path
you left me full with problems
but i can't do the math

i wish there was some way to forget
some way to rid my mind
to move on from this chapter
and leave this book behind