On the Wrong Track

I’m listening to sad songs
Because there’s something wrong
In my head and I’m sad
All the time and not fine
When I want to end my bloodline with me
And can’t see how I can be free.

It’s a constant continuation
Of frustration
But I’m not hiding –
Fighting it as I just sit
And take it but I don’t fake it
Even though I wish I could

Get off at the next station
And leave this train of thought
But the ticket I bought was misunderstood
And now I don’t know what to do.