AtTituDe!

I'm lost. In the maze of Life.
too many twists. too many turns.
sometimes, i wish i could just sleep all day.
or maybe just lie in a coffin and wish that i'm dead.
i was slammed with the fact, the truth that i've been running away from.
my brains keep conjuring images that i dread seeing.
how much longer can i avoid?
how much longer before i can really pull myself out of this?
i detest my life right now. wishing that i'm dead.
any hands that i hold right now, i feel no warmth.
any lips that i kiss at this moment, will not make my heart beats again.
so, Desperaterados, pls get the fuck outta my life.