Give me a tissue and a pillow

Sometimes I'd like to go to heaven now
Forget the world and say I'm done
Just walk into the Pearly Gates
And fall in the arms of my God and his son

Because it seems the world has lost its spirit
I'm fighting for nothing anymore
No one cares about your feelings
No one cares about your wounds or sores

I'm tired
I'm weary
I'm hurt
I'm brused

I'm mentally
Emotionally
And spiritually abused

Sometimes I wish I was Adam or Eve
I wish I was in the Garden of Eden
I'd never eat the fruit off the tree
I'd give everyone something to believe in

But instead I'm just a girl whose all alone
Who wishes she had family or a friend
Who can make things better or give her a hug
Or have all the time in the world to lend

I'm crushed
I'm hopeless
I'm sorry
I'm done

I hate it
I regret it
Dont want to say
The devil won

No therapist or pyschiatrists can help
They'll play with my emotions, screw up my state of mind
I'll bottle up my feelings and throw them to sea
I can do without your lectures, I'll be just fine

I refuse
I decline
I say no
To help

Give me a pillow
A tissue
And I'll get through
By myself