Days pass

Fuck every day will pass

But what if I want no more days

I dont want a future

Someday I will die

But what if I want to now

Tomorrow is a thing

What if I wanted no Tomorrow

What would happen then

Why do roses have thorns

Why are they so beautiful

But fuck they hurt

Kind of like the fact you hurt me

Not from being mean

But for trying to be there

But on the days I want you truly

Its almost like I'm a thing

Just a figment of your imagination

Is what I tell you

Im not suicidal

But I am

Im not depressed

Im just different

I'm not funny

I'm just saying my life

Im not stupid

I'm messing around

Just let me live in my own world

Some people dont need friends

I'm one of them

But I have you

Someone I never knew I needed

You are the sprinkle to my ice cream

You are the smell of vanilla after a shower

You are the light of the moon

You are the art of the stars

You are the savior to my weaknesses

You are the ladybug on my door the brings me joy

You are the butterfly in the sky

You are the joy the days

But why can't I tell you

When I need help

Why can't I be told you need help

Why can't I fix the fact you need help

Why

Why why...

Why dont the days pass

Where is my tomorrow

Where is my day

What is today....?..