Every single day the mistakes pile up
you know these problems; i can only take so much
every night i pray to only break away
and see the sunlight,for i feel ive been left astray
you may not see all the things that i see
for what i see is depression and my misery
living through the pain i know not where its from
but it surrounds me like something that has overcome
i dare not see you hurt with me so i keep it in
like a disease that conquers me with evils bloody gin
every single day,
every conflict,
every pain,
all those worthless nights i prayed
they all lead up to this:
every gliding,
every scream,
every drop of blood, it seems
i just cant help myself
it never ends
it takes my pain away so far out of reach
i dont know why, but it helps to see my body bleed
this is what i like whether its right or not
and you cant stop me, for this my friend is all ive got
troubles gonna come and trouble will pass
its all a part of this life's mysterious mass
im tired of being what you all expect of me
im not that person, let me be who i wanna be
always smothering me in this perfect crap
its pathetic, you see the real me start to unwrap
all of the pain
every dream goes down the drain
all those bloody nights it rained
they all lead up to this:
the flow of blood grows thin,
my heart it hurts again,
i just cant help myself
i seems to never end
and at my funeral would you show yourself up?
or be embarrassed,
cause im the girl who always screwed up?
would you claim me as a friend
and have compassion again?
or would you blame me
for this life's deadly spin?
