Untitled Song

I try to open my eyes but I realize I'm not dreaming

I cry out for a reply until I'm fucking screaming

I've never felt so alive because I'm barely breathing

These words they feel like they're knives and now my cuts are bleeding

It seems as though the whole world has turned against me

Is God trying to test me? Got some things on my chest, see

For a while I haven't been at my best

Kept my feelings repressed but that won't be healing this

My only fear is being alone without the people I know not knowing where do I go, and it shows

And I feel that's it's becoming real, my life is a battlefield, and music is what I wield