Somebody make the voices, shut up inside my head.
Leave me the fuck alone - especially when I am in bed.
Somebody give me back my need to live when I wake up every day -
I want to laugh and live again - I want my skies of blue not gray.
Someone give me back my smile, turn my frown right around, pluck my head from the grey skies, put my feet back on the ground.
Someone take my weary soul, before I fall apart, repair it - mend it - fix it, before I break my heart.
I have no outlet for my pain, except for writing stuff,
Save me now before I fall...please call the Reapers bluff.