Cry

i cry , all my scars dead dreams pls stay awake but no breath time is running out they say tough people last but I feel like I'm running late of time the world is on my shoulders but realizing that I'm alone in this world nobody to call for help Perky and drugs is clouded my thoughts if I sleep I can't wait to see my self in a six feet under I don't know but it's just me, myself and I Lord take me out