Tears flowing like unheard words, mind gone like your dead
trying your best to stay on top, while forcing yourself out of bed
you see the world a different way
pain and untold scars, while still trying to get over yeserday
all you have is a hopeless goal
wishful thinking, thoughts thats out of control
life is something you can fail
sucidal thinking, left wondering am i off to hell
you say your sorry god cause no longer do you want to be his child
god you said youll help but i cant seem to smile
satan gotten a hold on you and hes doing good
no longer can focus on what you should
its irritating to be irritated
cant seem to figure out why you feel so hated
its the same things over and over again
but those same thought you cant seem to understand
fighting days as they past
wondering how long its going to last
feel like you trapped in a jail sell
thinking and knowing that your already in hell
saying it cant get no better then this
but have no other choice but to get over it