Burden Of Desire

by Shadows Of A Dying Angel   Feb 25, 2007


So here i sit
in this dark abyss of terror and sadness
and so here i sit slicing my wrists with a blade
of course you wouldn't know because you wouldn't care
you tell me it's stupid,that i need help,
but you don't know what it's like to be stuck in a world full of darkness and hatred,
you honestly don't know what it feels to be stuck in a dark abyss of mystery and terror
you want me to live up to your expectations,
but when i stand up to you and say that I'm not in this world to live up to you you say harsh words that bring me down crying,
you always worry about what people think and say and so you make me feel like a doll that you could do what ever you want with it.
you treat me like a toy.

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