Answer=Death

I just cant take it.
I just cant fake it.
I Dont like it,
And just cant fight it.

F*ck myself.
F*ck my Feelings.
They just wanna stay,
And wont go away.

Slit my throat,
Burn me to hell.
Do what you will,
Cause this is making me ill.

Block it off,
Shut it away,
Thats all i can do,
Until it comes, that day...

When i die.
That'll be the day.
When things are better.
Cause ill be away...
For Good