What things were before

by x325xRunawayTrainx103x   Apr 16, 2006


I don't want to be here
Living is my only fear
Because everyday seems worse
And i can't break this hell of a curse

I'm heading for a breakdown
And i don't want to be around
People are walking away from me
For reasons that i obviously can't see

My drugs are taken away
If i run away, there's no place i can stay
Cutting can't be done anymore
Because the guilt kills me more than before

I can't drink or else i get judged
And now my father has this permanent grudge
My privacy has been taken away
And i don't know how much longer i want to stay

This world is a waste of my time
This life is supposed to be only mine
But nobody will let me do my own thing
Tears and pain is what the future will bring

I'm not ready to sit and think
I'm not ready to cry and blink
I'm so ready to get the hell out of here
To a place where there is no such thing as fear

To where i can see my past friends
And where all the madness ends
I don't care what people say
When i think that death will be OK

I don't want to be here anymore!
Things aren't like they were before!
I don't care about anything at all!
I'm going and I'm taking my fall...

And i hate to say it, but it's time to leave
And i know it's so hard to believe
But my life is useless anymore
Things just aren't what they were before...

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