You gave me this whiteboard

I haven't filled it out in so long

Used to wake up at 7am to go to school, but now I'm so bored

Cus I rot inside this room past Ten, as my mom would knock on my door

Still in the clothes I wore to sleep

The sun is bright so I can't see

I didn't even brush my teeth

And I can't wear the shirts you bought for me

My room is littered in trash you left here

But I can't use a single thing

Pictures scatter the walls and I fear

That they stain the places that I sleep

You gave me this whiteboard

I haven't filled it out in so long

Used to wake up at 7am to go to school, but now I'm so bored

Cus I rot inside this room past Ten, as my mom would knock on my door

My notebook collects dust in the corner

Backpack with no weight I can shoulder

Computer that I use everyday, but I will never do my homework

Sometimes I like to leave this room

Get out the bed that you would use

And I can't even fucking study

Because I know that's what you'd want me to do

You gave me this whiteboard (I thought that I could do it for myself)

I haven't filled it out in so long (But now I know I only did it for your mental health)

Used to wake up at 7am to go to school, but now I'm so bored (And you're gone, I have no control)

Cus I rot inside this room past Ten, as my mom would knock on my door (Unless it's for music this world has gotten so cold)

And I can't do the things I used to do

Because it felt so much better when I would do it with you