On My Own

I need to write
Let my feelings out
But it doesn’t work anymore
Nothing expresses my feelings now
Nothing will ever help
I look for help
I want it real bad
But I can’t seem to let myself give in
I can’t do this anymore
I can’t live like I do
But I can’t stop myself from the pain either
I’m sick of me
I’ve let myself go
And I don’t know where to get me back
I can’t steal another me
And I can’t even BUY one either
I can’t journey on to search for me
Like they do in all of the books
I can’t deal with this anymore
I want me to be a grave
I want to end it all forever
Without hurting the ones who care
But I can’t deal with this anymore
I can’t be anything I want
I can’t help myself in any way at all
I’m sick of myself
And I’m sick of the mess
I’ve put myself in real deep
And I can’t find an answer
To the problems I’ve got
Except
The easy way out
But no one understands
That I can’t help myself
But still they expect me to do it on my own
But I can’t deal with this anymore
I’m sick of lying to myself
I’m sick of telling myself
That I can do it on my own
I want to die so badly
But I want to live and get better
But I can’t find any other way
To deal with this on my own