Troubled

Call me troubled, call me weak
A cure for this pain is all i seek.
A way to stop aching, to dry all my tears,
to block all my sadness, and banish my fears.

Call me psycho, call me insane.
Living this life with nothing to gain.
You cry from your eyes, i cry from my wrist.
Tormented and tortured with a wonderful twist.

Call me deranged, call me a freak,
I'm at my breaking point, I've reached my peek.
I've cried my last tear, I've said my goodbye's
So here bleeds a lunatic right before your eyes.