Untitled As of Yet

Who will save me
When I can't save myself and
What has changed me,
That I can't fix myself anymore?

It seemed so bright,
How my self-esteem seemed
To flourish in the light of day;
I was happy, lost within a world
Of false pretense and security.
But the darknss creeps into my soul
And I know that I can't make it through the night.
Worries plague my, picking at my defenses,
In the darkened moonlight I can't
Trust my senses....

Who will save me
When I can't save myself and
What has changed me,
That I can't fix myself anymore?

I stay awake,
Demons taunting me from the shadows;
I cannot sleep.
But in the light of yonder sun
Worries disappear for a short while.
Seems that my mind is split in two,
Light for good and dark for bad,
But I fear that I cannot guarantee
I know the exact distinction anymore.

Who will save me,
If I can't save myself and
What has changed me
That I cannot fix myself anymore?

I cannot stay here and fight
The sun can't brighten up my day.
I think I'm far too broken
To be fixed, a broken toy.
I find that I seem just unworthy
Of anything anymore.
Maybe I should just fade,
If you don't lend a hand
And pull me from this misery!

Who will save me when I
Can't seem to save myself and
What has changed me so much
That I have no strength to
Stop and heal my soul?