Coming Down - Eldest 11

The Days are hard

Most of the time

I can’t bring myself to get out of bed

You’re probably better off without holding

My hands through the pain

Where street lights pretend to be my friend

Only they don’t talk, and no one cares

About me in the end.

I wish they did

One day, hope, I’ll make it through…

When coming down, it’s the hardest thing to do

When all I wanted was to be like all you…

The pain, where street lights pretend to be my friend

Only they don’t talk, and no one cares

About me in the end.

I wish they did

One day, hope, I’ll make it through…

I guess I need to say (I'm sorry) goodbye to you!

You’re like everyone else and everything else

Everything changes with time, but coming downs the worst

Coming down’s always the hardest

I wish you the best!

(the worst) And maybe I won’t kill myself

(You know it’s coming) killing myself everyday

But I’m not like the rest.

Things hurt more

Than I’ll ever confess.

Make yourself happy!

So here’s to you!

I love you, and all our memories…