I was really angry when i made this

Lyrics

[Verse 1] I'm fucking sick That I'm not on the top charts or Getting run up like pop stars But I'm a bitch For thinking that my future comes to me And I don't know if I want it that hard I'm fucking sick For having thoughts that I don't believe in Believing things that I can't see It's a different kind of sickness that I Sickness I can't see [Chorus] I'm fucking sick Of the words that I write 'cause they don't seem to Matter when I get them out I'm fucking sick Of my personal space being invaded By the siblings that I don't even want I'm fucking sick Of the house being full of people Who will judge me for what I think It's a different kind of sickness that I Sickness I can't beat [Verse 2] Oh I can't run anymorе There's a lot of things I want right now But the lyrics won't makе sense Raising babies ain't that hard But that's false from what I've heard Oh baby girl there's lots of shit I can't be Proud of anymore [Chorus] I'm fucking sick Of the words that I write 'cause they don't seem to Matter when I get them out I'm fucking sick Of my personal space being invaded By the siblings that I don't even want I'm fucking sick Of the house being full of people Who will judge me for what I think It's a different kind of sickness that I Sickness I can't beat [Verse 3] But don't feel bad Please don't take this how it sounds But I wished we all died at once Rocks and bones Can break my know-how If you ever got the chance Oh baby girl I got a coffee stain On your favorite bright blue shirt The coffee grounds Are in my blood 'cause I can't find a cure