Room

Looking right outta my window
I'm hearing the birds chirping
Locked inside with a cursed burden
Stalking eyes from a nurse searching
For patients who may need a hearse urgent
Didn't sleep, and I knew she saw me
Stare outside through the night and day
Didn't say a single word but she probably
Took a note before she walked away
Therapy session a little later
For depression that's notated in my papers
With a dozen muffins who were governly
Put in the oven by the loving acts of a baker
I do not care for the loot or the truth
Stay tuned, my doom is so soon
These are thoughts going through my head
While I'm sweeping my feet as I'm pacing my room
My roommate was cool
He benefited by not being fitted into cuffs
Took a moment to get used to my scrubs
Signifying all the wounds that I've done
To my mind and body, it is hella sickenin
Helping a person who's pessimistic
That is gonna be hard especially when he is
Covered in scars that are self-inflicted
It's crazy to see that I'm crazy
The drugs are making me hazy
Talking to people who shady
Hasn't been helping me lately
I'm wondering if they are tormented by
Wandering into the world meant to die
Pondering if they are worth it inside
Suffering is their Lord of the Flies
Same as I
What does my mother think
What does my father think
What does my brother think
About me when I am just on the brink
Of hurting people I love with every cut that I make
I just wanna resume
Hiding my face in a tomb
I'm locking the doors of my room
I don't wanna be in the dark
Demons are coming right outta my heart
I don't wanna see a new mark
On my body until it is considered art
I don't wanna see a new part
Of my story if I do not care for the start
It's a tragedy sewing the pieces of me is a
Battle when I am just falling apart
It is shame that I do not trust people with brains
People who love and people who hate
People who lust and people with faith
What is fuss when I don't feel safe
How does the rush take away the pain
How do the sane make it out the slum
When does the rain break away to show the sun
I need guidance
I see violence
I see demons in all of silence
I see red that is coming from sirens
I see reasons they think I'm a nihilist
I beat on myself and my breathing is held
They be treating me like I'm a virus
Got me medicated and assimilated
Just so I can develop my self-help
I don't need help
Get the fuck off me
I just wanna lay in my bed
Til the feeling of death is upon me
It's haunting me, mocking me
Walking me right to the edge
This is all that I want but you never gon' give it
Breaking my door before I see the view
Saving my soul so I can be renewed
Get out of my room
Get out of my room
Get out of my-