PTSD

Ghostpboy
I woke up in panic, confusing
Where's my homie goes
I can hear the school bell thru the window
Headache I can't go
I can't barely think about, what the hell is going on
The only thing I remember was I tryna jump out from the mall
Shit! My hand is shaking I can't move
Last night I was tryna kill myself, break down beside the road
I took a breathe and called my homie YK took me back to home
I cried I begged him stay a night, I don't wanna be alone

Damn! You're the scars on back
Two years ago I still shaking when I heard your name
I gotta admit you're the biggest nightmare in my head
I tryna do something to separate my pain, but I can't
She said she love me, she left me a scars
Love is a dagger, right, stabbed in my heart
She tear me apart when she turns my messages to cop
I told her that I need her into harassment report

Not gonna gonna gonna gonna gonna gonna lie
It was 19 August 4th, the day I should have die
Honestly I really hate the facts that I survived
Now I suffer with the PTSD every night
I'm fine I'm fine, I told myself a lie
I've been told myself I would be better with the time
I tryna make it right, I can't, even though I've tried
All the memories I had is pain, covered up my eyes

You don't even know about me
Don't need to give a shit about me
You don't even know about me
Fake the love, when you know it hurts me (Ghostpboy)

Look, I'm so sorry that I didn't fit your vision, I'm bad person
Send you a box of blood paper
Baby can't you see
I'm motherfucking dangerous
Damn you girl
I bet you hide a lot of shit intentionally
I bet you never know about it
Seven difference pills I take because of you, you did it
Red marks on my document, I got PTSD
You said that I've been playing victims,
Right now are you happy
Yea I see your face when I sleep
Pain in veins, tell me how could I forget it
I will never ever walk it out, ok, I said it
I wish that I can see you again, ok I admit it
You ended up leaving
You left me here broken
You never explain it
I'm rotting you don't see it
I swear to God I love you, just too young to understanding
Wasted all the chances that you gave me, I admit it

You don't even know about me (know about me)
Don't need to give a shit about me (about me)
You don't even know about me
Fake the love, when you know it hurts me



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Writer(s): Teong Ka Wee
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