12 PM

It's another weekend

Light shines through the window 

Sit up in bed

Another night, another nightmare 

Even when I'm walking through dreamland 

The movies that play in my head show me that

My brain hates me

I'm my own worst enemy 

I end up being my own attacker

I secure and enforce my own insecurities 

I feed my own demons 

Even if I'm unconscious 

Look at the time

The clock reads 12 

It's 12 pm 

It's already the afternoon

Guess I wasted half my day again

Guess I'm only good at wasting my life 

"Why do you wake up so late?"

Maybe I stay in my room so much

And maybe I sleep so much on the weekends

Maybe the reason is because 

I like wasting my life

This is barely living

I'm barely living 

Even though I'm fine

On the outside 

Since that's the only part that really matters 

No I'm actually not alive 

I've been dead for years

How else can I explain I have no future?

I'm only a ghost after all

You've only been talking to a ghost

A ghost that looks like a human 

I can't stand myself and how I'm 

Living my life this way

I despise everything about myself

This isn't how people are supposed to live

I'm not supposed to be living

Oh not this way 

Not at all 

Look at the clock 

It reads 12 pm

I have a love-hate relationship with sleeping

My brain attacks me with its thoughts the most

When I'm asleep 

Well maybe I sleep so much because I 

Don't enjoy knowing I'm still alive nowadays

I'm so tired of this life

Or maybe the real reason is

I'm too scared to be awake and live my life

Fear is the only feeling that stays to the end 

So I'll just stay in my bedroom 

Which is my own personal hell

And I'll continue to 

Sleep my life away

It's a safe alternative to being dead anyway

Like a free trial 

Look at the clock again

It's 1 pm

Time to go to sleep

Why are you stopping me?

I don't want to be awake (alive) 

I don't want to leave sleep behind 

Sleep is death

Now please let me

Sleep