I hurt myself this morning,

Oh what a time it was,

And I don’t care.

Yet I still smile for no goddamn reason at all.

Why the fuck am I still alive.

I broke down this morning,

Oh what a time it was.

I still don’t care.

I’m still doing the things I want to do.

Even if that means killing myself like I slowly do. 

It’s silent in the morning.