This is it

I'm sick of life
Sick of putting up with all this s**t
Sick of smoking this kife
Tired of taking hits
Tired of taking sh*t
I want to get away
Get away from all this pain
I'm going insane
I don't know I can ever again be sane
No clothes in the pouring rain
I hate this
I cant take this
its driving me berserk
No one else except me gets hurt
I'm at the bottom
below the dirt
Yeah it could be worst
But I feel like my brains about to burst
I cant be saved
Ive tried a psychiatrist counselor doctor and a naked nurse
I need my next fix
So i take mamas welfare money from her purse
To feed my addiction and escape from reality
But when its over reality is still there
people still don't care
Life still ain't fare
But the high was good while it lasted
I don't gotta job or no money
When the suns out
It still don't feel very sunny
I got my friends though
But were falling apart each day
When I'm with em
It feels like there 1000 miles away
Even though we go back to when we use to play
And my mom is a whole different story
I drive her mad
every second she worries
Shes so sad
And it breaks my heart
when she tells me to stop
i tell her not to start
We Don't even communicate
The only time we do is when were fighting
I feel so much inside that I'm hiding
I'm a whole different person inside
so much is going on inside my head
but I cant show it
No ones suppose to know it
I pray night and day
that one day this pain will go away
and Ill feel the suns rays
But until then
I just wish this life would end