Hmm

I kill myself each day
i give up my life
i go through pain, dismay
agony and strife

you have no clue
that i do it all
it's all for you
whether you triumph or fall

i walk through fire
but what does it matter;
what i desire?

why do i stay and want even more?
this makes no sense
why i nothing fair in love and war?
i'm on the fence

the fence of conclusion
should i run or stay
in the halls of illusion?