I don't know what to do anymore
lost and wondering thats for sure
obssessions and confessions
depression and regressions
giving up, always feel like quiting
but isn't that basically admitting?
admitting that its won
admitting that your done
tell me are you weak
for admitting this defeat
you fight for so long
but just lay down and die
alone and insecure,
c'mon tell me why?
your never going to be good enough
get that straight in your head
no one wants youu, not anymore
im telling you, your better off dead
thats what i hear, almost all of the time
making me hurt,its even making me rhyme
let me know thats its not true?
at times like this i really need you
but i cant ask
i'd rather paint a mask
pretending im ok.
