I ponder of something great
My lungs will fill and then deflate
They fill with fire
Exhale desire
I know it's dire
My time today

I have these thoughts
So often I ought
To replace that slot
With what I once bought
'Cause somebody stole
My car radio
And now I just sit in silence

Sometimes quiet is violent
I find it hard to hide it
My pride is no longer inside
It's on my sleeve
My skin will scream
Reminding me of
Who I killed inside my dream
I hate this car that I'm driving
There's no hiding for me
I'm forced to deal with what I feel
There is no distraction to mask what is real
I could pull the steering wheel

I have these thoughts
So often I ought
To replace that slot
With what I once bought
'Cause somebody stole
My car radio
And now I just sit in silence

I ponder of something terrifying
'Cause this time there's no sound to hide behind
I find over the course of our human existence
One thing consists of consistence
And it's that we're all battling fear
Oh dear, I don't know if we know why we're here
Oh my,
Too deep
Please stop thinking
I liked it better when my car had sound

There are things we can do
But from the things that work there are only two
And from the two that we choose to do
Peace will win
And fear will lose
There's faith and there's sleep
We need to pick one please because
Faith is to be awake
And to be awake is for us to think
And for us to think is to be alive
And I will try with every rhyme
To come across like I am dying
To let you know you need to try to think

I have these thoughts
So often I ought
To replace that slot
With what I once bought
'Cause somebody stole
My car radio
And now I just sit in silence

And now I just sit in silence [x2]
And now I just sit

And now I just sit in silence [x3]
And now I just sit

I ponder of something great
My lungs will fill and then deflate
They fill with fire
Exhale desire
I know it's dire
My time today

I have these thoughts
So often I ought
To replace that slot
With what I once bought
'Cause somebody stole
My car radio
And now I just sit in silence

My name is Brandon,and its true im only Fourteen,
but i've been put through hell, it's worse than you could ever dream,
every day is such a struggle and this ♥♥♥♥ is clear,
i think you'd all be better off if i just disappeared,
my hands are shaking as i scribble letters on the page,
i never thought that i'd be here but guess im on my way,
and as im writing every word i guess i'm set alight,
but this'll be the final letter that i ever write,
it's hard to breathe, and my life is just a living hell,
ive got my demons and we're trapped inside a prison cell,
i've been beaten and i'm feeling that my health is weak,
cause when i rest my head at night i cry myself to sleep,
if this is love, then we better break up,
it's like i'm stuck inside a nightmare and i never wake up,
because with life it always seems to leave me stuck in and miserable,
it's pitiful, i wish that i was ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ invisible,
i wish that i could do something to take my pain right away,
and ♥♥♥♥ i aint even religious, but i try to pray,
and by reading this you might say im insane but I,
just thought id tell you what you failed to see, and say goodbye,

im here to talk about what hits a little close to home,
im here to speak on how it's hard to live on hope alone,
i know it's hard and i know you feel you're on your own,
but when you feel the urge to cut, get this track up on your phone,
that's right i said it, thats cause no one wants to talk about it,
you try ignore it every day like it's not all around us,
but every second kid you look at probably cuts themself and,
it's sad to think this ♥♥♥♥ goes on and we dont ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ help em,
it's really saddening to hear when you think of it,
how people always live in fear, and that they're sick of it,
how some words said by their peers can make them slit their wrists,
but life can have its thins, if you can struggle through thick of it,
i've had some demons in my past that i had to face,
i know the pain of always feeling that you're out of place,
you need to know that even though you feel you're bout to break,
you need to find your strength before you leave us all without a trace,
except for memories, the smile that never braced your face,
how the only friend that helped you was your razor blade,
i know the pain, ive felt the urge to sleep and never wake,
hoping when you do you'll be embraced by friends at heaven's gate,
i know the pain you feel when something really wrong is said,
but when you feel there's nothing left, just play this song instead,
cause i'll be true, and even though its only some of you,
i promise if you need me ill be here for everyone of you,
your heart is hurt but you dont talk about the pain inside,
but truth be told when you cut, i feel the same in mine,
you need to know no matter what there's people waiting by,
there's people trynna help so never force them all to pay the price,
and if they'e not i guarantee that i'll be here regardless,
i'll be the one to pull you up, the one to clear the darkness,
I guarantee it can be better than I make it sound,
if not for you, for those who care, put the razor down.

Now to start off this story,
There was a boy named Brandon.
He woke up every morning with a great big smile on his face.
A great big pile of food on his plate,
Him and his family had a really nice place
Even though his house was small,
There was no crime rate.
This was the perfect estate.

Yet something felt wrong,
He would always go to school but never got along
All the kids would tell him that he really don't belong.
The days were getting long,
wondering if he was strong,
But he can't forget it
They bullied him about his weight
Until he's anorexic
Now they moving to the next kid,
8 years later and he still wont eat his breakfast
His whole life started turning into a wreckage
And that's real!

Nothing prepared him for what layed ahead,
His uncle dropped dead from Cardiac Arrest
He's in critical condition,
No time left,
When i got there i seen him gasp for breath
On a hospital bed,
Then he just slept.
I knew that he passed,
But my brain wont accept,
I cried and i wept
Prayed for god to resurrect,
He rejects,
But now i'm left upset and depressed.

He was only 13 yet he battled through depression,
Finally found a girl and they shared a true connection,
Didn't last long
Cuz she broke up with him for attention
4 different incidents,
He never learnt his lesson
And it's more than coincidence
That he has got aggression
Hate himself so much
That he noticed imperfections
That's why he looked in the mirror that night
And shattered his true reflection

Went to high school 3 years
Then i dropped it,
Always felt they spread rumors
About me and they gossiped
I knew i was a person,
But they only seen a pothead,
So their thoughts about him were rotten.
The things that you said,
They will never be forgotten.
A million times these people tried to stop him
Often
He contemplated if he took a shot gun and offed him
Would his parents cry over the coffin of their lost son?

God?
I'm just looking for an answer,
After all,
You're the one who really wrote the chapter
Need to know in life,
What comes right after?
Sick of waking from my sleeps
Filled with the anger.
Below standards
Smoking so i die faster,
Even if i said it again it doesn't matter
The poor stay broke
While the wealthy climb the ladder
I can see that life is nothing but a bad disaster