I used to have passions

I used to have dreams

I used to have plans

I used to have hope

I used to but now I don’t

maybe you don’t care, no you probably most likely don’t care

maybe you’re too busy drowning in your own sorrows without letting anyone else know

maybe you’re too busy acting like nothing bothers you or rather maybe you’re too busy trying to blend in

maybe you just forgot about me or that I even exist I wouldn’t blame you


drowning, and I can’t breathe but everyone around me can

I am dying but you won’t help me

I am dying and you were the final push my dear