De Voix

I feel so fucking helpless and lost
I can't even fucking process my thoughts
My life feels like it's come
To a screeching halt
I don't know what to do
It's not your fault
You say you're disturbed
Well, I fucking am too
You don't know what the fuck
I've been through
The days are getting slower
And we're getting older
Your hands are getting warmer
Your heart is getting colder

I need to scream, cry, or shout
I need to be free, I need to get out