I don't want to be.

Is this all that life has for me?
Shifting through my broken dreams
and encouraging others to see.
How to live life and how to find love,
when all along my life being void of
all things I preach, everything I try to teach.
It burns in my soul, for I can not reach.
Is this what I'm destined to be?
A spectator? A guide?
A lost soul, denied.

Well I don't wanna be this.
I don't want to exist,
if I'm stuck feeling this void.
I don't wanna be me,
because it's too sick to see.
I'm lost in all my dreams
which can never become a reality

A hunger too big, a thirst I can't quench
but they all say it'll go away.
But it burns my soul, infecting my mind
and feel it everyday.
I want to cut out! Bleed it out!
Spill it all over the place!
But it still lives deep within, buried with my sins.
And I still just can't erase.

But I don't wanna be this.
No I don't want to exist,
if I'm stuck feeling this void.
I don't wanna be me,
because it's too sick to see.
I'm lost in all my dreams
that can never become a reality

I see love and I see life.
happiness, joy, delight...
But my role is never to feel:
the touch of love, the sweetness of a kiss,
the warmth of another, a moment of bliss.

I would die to feel alive!
To feel a need to still survive.
but the days grows colder, each hour longer
and I'm losing control.
counting down the day, to the very hour
when I can destroy this soul.

All because I don't wanna be this.
No I don't want to exist,
if I'm stuck feeling this void.
I don't wanna be me,
because it's too sick to see.
I'm lost in all my dreams
that will never become a reality.