I'm suffering in silence,
I'm shutting myself out,
why am i dying to live,
I'm only living to get out.
I feel this anger growing,
I'm sinking once again,
these tears are getting sharper,
and I'm welcoming this pain.
Can't you see me crying,
do you understand,
people offer to help me,
but I'm refusing to take their hand.
Am i wrong to wish,
and am i wrong to dream,
I'm craving for release again,
and to suffer in my scream.
These days they seem so distant,
and my past is brought to life,
cant you see me breaking,
and i don't want to fight.
