it’s been a rough couple of weeks. I failed most of my exams. I’m not doing good at my job. I don’t like living here. I hardly make ends meet, i don’t wanna have any relationship with my dad cause he’s left me and my family alone and disapointed us many times which is usually what you can expect from a drug addict. My idol has relapsed, I hate being depressed and I hate the fact of not being able to control it. And sometimes i don’t wanna fight anymore.

Wooden floors, walls and window sills

Tables and chairs worn by all of the dust

This is a place where I don’t feel alone

This is a place where I feel at home

‘Cause, I built a home

For you

For me

Until it disappeared

From me

From you

And now, it’s time to leave and turn to dust

Out in the garden where we planted the seeds

There is a tree as old as me

Branches were sewn by the color of green

Ground had arose and passed it’s knees

By the cracks of the skin I climbed to the top

I climbed the tree to see the world

When the gusts came around to blow me down

I held on as tightly as you held onto me

I held on as tightly as you held onto me

And, I built a home

For you

For me

Until it disappeared

From me

From you

And now, it’s time to leave and turn to dust

I hope to find my home someday

I don’t wanna talk about it because I’m ashamed of my self

I need help but I can’t ask for it bc I don’t know what’s happening with me lately