Loss of self-control

I sit in this room
in this same old spot
sick of myself
pretending to be someone i\'m not.

tears now streaming
i\'ll punch a wall
with a broken soul
i\'ll fall

I\'m tired of lying
saying everything\'s okay
trying to convince myself
that this misery won\'t stay

I look into the mirror
and don\'t like what i see
I tell myself
this isn\'t me

but yet again
i lose self-control
that mirror breaks to pieces
i\'m no longer in one whole

not physically broken
but broken in mind
what am i doing?
this isn\'t my kind

i can\'t take this now
don\'t give me this shit
now throwing things across the room
i\'m having a fit.

i\'m sick of this cliché
its no longer \"drole\"
this is my reaction
to a loss of self-controle