spots and stripes

we are the ones that walk away,
always want to go and never want to stay,
our life is a rollar coaster emotionaly,
never think it out and suffer interelctually,

spots and stripes form on my skin,
i never take out i always push it in,
the blood paints a pritty picture,
my pain inside just make my cuts blister,

round and round,

going higher and higher,

when i look up i've lost my mind,

spinning round and round,

in the sky,

when i look back down i've lost my life.