The Walls

by Randee   Jun 23, 2005


The walls are caving in,
Everything is getting smaller,
I sit in my empty room,
And scream at myself.

I always wonder why,
I screw up so much,
There's nothing i can do right,
No one I don't hurt.

The walls are caving in,
Everything is getting smaller,
I sit in my empty room,
And scream at myself.

I need to be me,
Need to be with you,
Need to end the hell I've made,
Just end the pain.

I'm not worth the time,
I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired,
Sick of being a waste of time.

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