Candlelight Thoughts

My room is Lit by candlelight I thought I was fine But I'm not I'm sick of me I'm angry If I take my life So be it I don't care enough How will it make you feel Cause you don't know my misery I'm tired of me I just wanna sleep Even though I trust nobody Not even my own dreams Maybe if I sent my soul to heaven I would find peace at last Believe me Being in my skin is like torturing prison Like a bird locked up in a cage Sad and full of rage