Filled with confused depressed
emotion to dim darkness seems
to be my only devotion
My soul seems to always cry, no
matter what, all I do is want to
curl up and close my eyes and hope
that i could lose the inside pain
and die
Death and pain are always around
I know many times my mind is far
from being sound
I feel just that close of feeling
apart, but as I do than it always
seems to depart
Two feet forward and three feet
back, seems to be my sad life's
habitat
Just always that close, but never
can reach, as I try i fall and my
soul feels as if it could always pass
away and die
Why was I ever born, if all I feel is
a loser inside pain, in life what
have i ever in truth ever gained
My inside soul cuts my spirit away
as day becomes night and I inside
slowly decays.
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