I feel like telling myself that everything is gonna be okay,
But everything is not gonna be okay,
There's always,
Something wrong,
So I write a song,
That no one even likes,
But when I write I feel okay,
And when I feel okay is when my demons stop screaming,
In my face,
I wish I knew how to make every word rhyme,
Wish I knew how to make my own time,
But I can't see how it's possible,
It's impossible to feel okay right now,
Cause okay will never exist in me,
Oh my please stop with this blasphemy,
I can't handle anymore,
All I do is set in my thoughts,
Try to come out with hopeful answer,
That everything will be alright.