I feel like I'm on some kind of sick ride,
Swirling and twirling just like the tide,
And the more I scream for it to stop,
The harder and harder they spin the top,
I can't see straight, or think,
Pushing my tolerance over the brink,
Spinning... and spinning,
Not knowing the beginning,
Or when the hell will end,
Looking for some kind of friend,
To make the world stop,
Before it makes my head pop,
I'm screaming and screaming,
And begging and pleading,
For this madness to be over,
My world to change like a clover,
I don't know how much more I can handle,
Flame dying like a burnt out candle,
And no matter what I say no one cares to lend a hand,
Time slips away like sand,
The pain becomes to much to bare,
I'm losing my ambition to care,
At least if I die, the pain will end,
But its a sentence I cant send,
What will happen to my loves,
When I crumble into dust beneath my gloves,
I want for them the best,
But I'm not good at it like the rest,
I can't keep up my brain is worn,
Angry thoughts circle like a swarm,
How much longer can I ignore the pain,
Out of control with nothing left to gain,
How much I love them, that's the only thing,
That pushes me forward, into more pain to bring,
To carry on my lone back, and not share,
For it is only mine to bare,
I'm running out of thoughts to think,
And places in my mind to hide, beginning to sink,
Into black nothingness, into sad and lonely demise,
Yet nothing they say complies,
Its not ok, I wont be fine,
Its ringing in my ears like chimes,
I'm not that strong, I'm not that good,
I cant just cope like I should,
What to do, oh what to do,
No ones understands, not even you!
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