I was trying to water up a desert 

Please recognize the effort 

Never got to express myself 

Always had to suppress myself 

Cause I was the sad one 

I was the bad one

The troubled one 

With a troublesome 

Past 

......

Breathe with me

.....

Pack your sketchbook and leave with me 

You never felt relieved with me 

Whenever we spoke 

You would just bleed with me 

....

Unspoken emotions 

An unspoken broken..ess

We're a broken mess

I seek to counsel the lost 

I learned that not everyone you lose 

Is a loss

And i'm good with that 

Best believe i'm good with that