Waste the Day With You

A response to the song Waste by Foster the People. From the view of the girl he's singing to. c:

Please don't hold my hand
I'm not mad at you
The voices are just beginning to get me.

Accept me for the monster that I believe I am.
Don't see what I see
It's all just terrifying make-believe.
The devil's leaving claw marks on my back
Is it a good idea to shake him off?

Every day that I waste is just a chance for them to say
"No good, no good, kill yourself, you're no good."
So I can't waste the day, I can't choose to wake, I can't change.
I just need to stay the same, and pray they go away.

Freedom makes me feel contained
Just like walking past hospitals makes me fear being insane.
My legs aren't used to staying still
They ache to run, it's simply a skill.

Please don't listen to me speak or scream
Cause all my words come back to haunt me in my dreams.
I wish to waste the day with you
But the fears are stuck to me, just like glue.
Will you help me see it through?
Or are you just a heart to lose?

I guess I can pull through, only just for you.
But please be here for when I lose.
Cause I just really want to be with you.

Author's Note

Rhyme scheme is iffy, but that's pretty much my trademark by now. Thanks for reading. c: