Until I Bleed out.

Life, does it hate you? I'm chewing off my nails Until I bleed out on a stretcher But it's no better Just because there's sheets Just because you say It's not happening Because it feels real to me There's nothing fake About imagining everything When I don't want to care I don't wanna feel like the air Is made of concrete Permanently stuck When I'm trying to breathe I wanna be 17 In the back of my car sleeping With the windows down Feeling space where I am right now There's no space in the air right now When I don't want to care I don't wanna feel like the air Is made of concrete Permanently And I hate that I can't trace back to when I became this Inanimate object That refuses to say no But someday I'll move I'll climb to your room Up the power lines Bend blood inside you I'll be the glow you need I'll hang by the moon Shining borrowed light on you