Author Information
Made to be Broken
I can't stop shaking; my world is caving in
These tears are pouring; I'm not so thick skinned.
I think I'm going crazy; I can't find my own voice
I feel as though I've been given a life with no choice.
I want to die; but honestly, I can't
But I feel I have absolutely nothing left
If God is really there; why can't he help me?
I'm dying slowly; and I'm giving up to easily.
Everyday is a struggle; only one usually survives
But nobody understands why I've been through in life.
You think you've got it bad; go fuck yourself, you shit
You don't know pain and anguish to the slightest bit.
I give up. I have nothing to give a fuck about
And I pray one day karma will finally turn around.
So I can watch every single one of these fuckers bleed
Just like the life I used to fucking have within me.
