It's getting late.
I'm alone.
Just laying here
On my phone.
Its getting harder to smile,
Yet easier to cry.
Can't you see it
In my eyes?
I'm falling apart.
It's crumbling down.
What's going to happen
To this old, shitty town?
I'm losing grip.
I'm letting go.
My body now lay
Still in the snow.
Such a "happy" day,
It's Christmas, you see,
But how could sadness
Take over me?
I wanted happiness
On this "joyous" day,
But no joy at all
Came my way.
Now I lay here,
Empty and
B
R
O
K
E
N
As the world spun
And nobody noticed.
