maybe

I've been thinking of everything i have seen
it's like my life has been one big dream

sometimes i pretend like it wasn't real
maybe i just need time to heal

I've thought of all the sadness i have brought
all the horrible things i did trying not to be caught

for so long my  demons have been trying to feed
all along making my heart bleed

everyday i was chasing that pill
always looking for a thrill

what has my life become
what have i been running from

i want to go back to where i was before
when life everyday wasn't a chore

as bad as i want to get away
my demons entice me to stay and play

and every night i lie in bed and cry
patiently waiting to die

"maybe in my next life" i pray
"i wont be living this way"