Breath in this disease

Breath in this disease

It’s what you’ve always wanted

Something to complain about

Everything I say is nothing

Compared to what you have to say

Do you even listen?

Do you even think of me….Do you think of anyone besides yourself?

Does it hurt to actually give a damn, to ask me how I am and actually

Listen to my answer.

I know it’s a lot to ask when your problems seem so big

But you’re not above my emotions, they crash down and never seem to wake when your around

I’m done for now i can’t force myself to breath

 I’m up and down you don't know the pain in me

 I look around and where are you?

You’ve got me now