Better.

Aha, funny thing. I want somebody to confide to, A break from everyone else. The only people I ever known Were the ones that hurt the most, When ashes return to ashes Dust falls to dust Oh, but why are you crying, lovefool. Is it because you erased yourself from their minds? Memories? Thoughts? You liar. Look at what you've done. So now I lay awake Feeling numb. Emotionally blunt. Drained. What do I do. How do I carry on from this. My body hits the last brick wall. A place where I can be, An eternal silence Seems the only escape. I stare at my ceiling, Clock at 23:47. I wonder if it'll ever get better. Will it get better? Will I get better?