Part of me is fighting this, while part of me is gone.
The only good things in my life no longer shone.
The things that make me stop hurting have left.
I don't know what to expect.
The way things are going I don't know if I will be living.
Things are so hard to figure out, I hate always giving.
I no longer live for myself.
Feeling as if I have no pulse.
While roaming thought this darkness, I'm alive but I'm alone.
No one here to talk to, nowhere near is there a phone.
I'm alive on the outside, but dead within.
Why cant I ever seem to win?
I'm fighting a war, impossible to fight.
Everything that I think is near is out of my sight.
Everything that I hold dear has left me all alone.
I'm always singing the same old sad songs.
Always pretending I'm fine when I'm not.
Always giving all that Ive got.
There is nothing left inside, I'm empty within.
I am never seemingly able to win.
I am a lost lonely child with nowhere to go.
People like to assume that I am a h*e.
But they are wrong and soon will see.
What their words are doing to me.
Making me hate who I am.
Leaving me to make up lies and live my life in a sham.
I don't want to lie and I want to be free.
But Ill continue concealing and hiding until you finally like the real me.
