Cluttered Mind

Walking around my cluttered mind, Looking for something I'll never find. As I'm wrapped in flames and I take all the blame, I don't seem to care that I can't breathe this air. And I see your face as you disappear, Cus in my mind it's still so clear. Sometimes I tear every thought in my mind, As I know I'm leaving myself behind. Sometimes I want to hurt myself, Cus I can't get anything out. Sometimes I look like I'm happy inside, When really I'm just trying to hide. My mind is cluttered with memories, And your face it burns like a painful disease. I pick up a pen to write you a letter, If I mail it out, maybe I'll feel better. Sometimes I tear every thought in my mind, As I know I'm leaving myself behind. Sometimes I want to hurt myself, Cus I can't get anything out. Sometimes I look like I'm happy inside, When really I'm just trying to hide. Look, at me, with your honest eyes. Help, me breathe, cus I know that it's time. Stop, it here, and leave it behind. Good, night to, my cluttered mind...