Battle Scars

I live with battle scars. I want to go far. But it seems so hard. I'm left with a broken heart. I'm trying to figure out what went wrong. Every day is a struggle with my demons. But as long as I am breathing and keep staying strong. I will keep fighting until it's all gone. I felt it and put it into a song. I'm wondering why won't we get along. How long will it prolong. And when do we get to the depths. I am wondering about the rest. I have a lot of shit on my chest. Trying to find happiness. I feel like it's all worthless. I'm just tired of being hurt. I know my worth. I was put here on Earth. Just to suffer. I wonder. What the other side is like. But there is only one way to find out what is on the other side. I walk around, always wondering why. Doesn't no one have my side. I can't decide. I still can't find my passion. How long has it lasted? I'm a magnet for disaster. Nothing even matters. I will master the mood swings. I'm just doing my thing. No one can hate. I already accepted my fate. I feel like no one can relate. I anticipate that I will make it one day. I hope to take everything back to what I claim. I can't be the one to blame. What would it take. To end, why are people so fake. I don't discriminate. I needed my space. And a better place where I can ventilate.