my souls getting colder as the wind getting colder i stay in a corner inside the darkness like if i was press by my anxiety i wish i wasent born cuz my life is getting bored i wish i can go to the past but i cant copy and past the old why am i still here cuz i wish i wasent here why am i still talking if i dont feel my souls is alive and free out of the ice tat is now a cage to my life i wish i was normal but i got problems tat i wish was gone but my mind is gone will my heart be gone soon cuz i feel im gonna lose a friend soon like a spoon tat is too rusty like my trust of friend tat is now my own trust tat i dont trust
i want to be free but im locked inside anxiety as my nose dripping in snow the snow getting red as my text getting read as my past getting written i cant go back i fell people saying stuff in my back but there is nobody to get my back cuz i havve no real friends all of them are internet and some are not real . i wish i can be free like my past but past is getting old like pasta tat i dont eat cuz im stressing like a string of a guitar getting played as a game getting played with memories in a memories card like my baseball card tat is now getting hard to touch cuz its getting old like my good old friends tat was now brother to me but i cant forget my real brother in the past tat i forgot a part cuz my memory are now memorials of my grandpa tat is dead like my souls i dont paly dark souls but my souls is dark like my drawing tat are getting dark and dusty in my room cuz i lsot hope and my hope of life is now lifeless i wish my hope was back but nobody got my back to supporte me through my probloms tat are getting worst like my family.


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family,memories stay long but friend dont