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I fight with this battle everyday.

I lose the game in everyway.

I struggle with this existance

I find that there is no resistance.

Just a bunch of tainted tears

Running down and hiding fears

I cover everything with lies

I am everything that I despise

I hurt myself, I hurt everybody

No wonder why I am bruised and bloody

No reason to go on, no one wants me around

It would be easier to be lost and to never be found

Its come down to no one to talk to

Not a soul wants to hear my pleas

They all think that I am insane and out of my mind

But they dont have to live with this disease

It consumes me outside and in

It makes me fall under the most unforgiving sin

I carve those words in my flesh

Just for a moment, I feel refreshed

A day without it, I go through withdrawel

Nobody understands how I got so out of control

Neither do I, but its my life to live

Its nobodys business that theres nothing left for me to give

Everybody is on my case

Telling me I am just a waste of space

Worthless and hopeless, of no good

So I wonder if I should give up, if I really should

Never told I would amount to anything

I was never told I could be anything I wanted to be

I look in their eyes, full of dissapointment

and then I know that if they were to find out my darkest secret, I would be ready for the final judgement

They don't care if I am okay

They just want my life to be lived their way

But they dont know they cause a lot of the scars

Still they say things like, " I dont know how you got this far"

They never thought that I could make them proud

So I scream it, scream it out loud

I am bleeding and they never know

Through the oblivion it doesnt matter if I ever show

Another cut for every mistake

I am drowning and its more than I can take

I need to end this damned existance

If only I had some persistance