Frantic Hands

I just need some time
Take a step in my mind
There’s more than a mile to go before I’m proud of what I’ll show
I’ve lost all of my confidence
Too busy counting my failures
Too numb to feel better
Lying to my conscience
These sheets are my shelter
Standing on the edge again
Scratching my hands frantically
The nights I stay up, the shaking won’t stop
And the pain won’t seem to leave
I can’t breathe
But I believe it’s for the best
I’m choking on my empathy again
I can’t find myself if I’m searching for the end
When every move I make makes me just wanna start all over again
I’m carrying this will to live
Too heavy down on my shoulders
With these thoughts that I tether
My body’s growing colder
But these sheets are my shelter
Standing on the edge again
Scratching my hands frantically
The nights I stay up, the shaking won’t stop
And the pain won’t seem to leave
I can’t breathe
But I believe it’s for the best
I’m choking on my empathy again
Let me live
There’s nothing here for me anymore
I can’t see clearly
The glass is cracked from the pressure
(let me live)
There’s nothing here for me anymore
Can’t see clearly
The glass is cracked from the pressure