I think life might be my poison

Everyday feels like a dream

Hazy and unclear

Distorted in every scene

Echoing voices with cruel things to say

About me and my dreams

Choosing to live

Wanting to die

Two different agendas grappling inside

I distract myself

With endless stupor

Sipping white wine

I always want more

But one day the pain will catch up to me

In vain, I pray agaisnt the reckoning

But as this living posion eats me inside

I realise I never knew what it’s like to be alive