The pressure is sinking in,
Nowhere to run anymore,
My faith is wearing thin,
My heart beats are limited,
The stress and confusion, everything is out of place.
I brought this to myself,
Without myself even knowing.
A fool I am to stack my problems,
Higher, higher, and higher,
A fool I am to runaway,
And slowly becoming a liar.
I laugh like a fool, going crazy,
Slowly asking myself, do I deserve this?
So many years I have survived,
Hiding, preserving the feelings inside,
It's been so long and now I'm buried deep within my sins.
Tears won't save me now,
Death is just pathetic,
No more asking myself what to do,
I'm sick of everything.
Carefully I turn, and face my problems,
This is what I created,
And this is what I'll end,
Wish me luck as I go stop causing problems.
