Battle of life

Locked in a battle it’s a fight to survive, in a never ending struggle to do more with my life, lost in an emotional ocean of strife, floating on open broken wings that won’t save my life, ain’t it funny how everyone thinks that they can do better, but whenever it gets hard suddenly it’s whatever, if you think you’re really struggling and under the weather, well then reach out and ask me, I’ll give you whatever you need, See, I might be fucked down on my luck feeling undone and a little broken and overcome, but I’ll always reach a hand out, and help you up, I don’t know what tomorrow might hold for me, but I’m pretty sure I’ll know if it’s the end, and I don’t know what to follow what religion to choose, if I’m really going down I hope I’m ready to lose, Lose myself, lose my health, lose my mind as I choose this hell, I’m breaking down these barriers I’m shaking out this happiness I’m falling through the cracks in all my broken bits of crappiness, I’m lacking in the most important parts of my life, I’m snapping as I’m typing out this verse in my mind, I’m broken, think I’m fucking choking, so over this shit.