slowly giving up the will to live,
can't put up this charade anymore,
everyday it gets harder,
just one thing after another,
the world is against you,
wants to see you fail,
soon it'll get what it wants,
18 years of trying,
simply wasn't enough,
just never had a chance,
living in a place called hell,
one big blur,
don't know what's up,
and what's down anymore,
even what's real,
and what's not,
knew it wouldn't be that easy
but didn't expect it to be this hard,
that it took work,
but not constantly,
and have it still not be enough,
look around you,
and see how easy it looks for others,
sit and think,
why isn't it that easy for you?,
or are they really like you?,
and know how to put up a better charade,
for everyone to see,
if only it was that easy for you,
everyone sees through you,
see that you're trying to be like everyone,
it just doesn't work,
