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MASK-AMINDAll the pain you cause, try change, but the claws always comes out, and only notice the damage when the damages done. Try to have faith in yourself, faith that you'll be good enough, faith that you'll be to tough. But you can't do it, and you stand stupid, don't know what you're doing wrong, try your best but you always fail, I don't deserve this, I failed this purpose, I try and stay strong on the surface, but on the inside I'm hurting. Why won't it stop, I can't stand no more the tears coming out. I drop the ground, I scream at the sound, I try to do better but better never works, I try to be perfect, but perfect isn't me, everything I do is a problem, but a problem is all I am, all I've felt like since I was just a little kid, and I think it's a title I'll never be able to escape, no matter how much I explain, the pain never goes away, I stay silent when your mad, because I've always been forced to listen because my opinion doesn't matter, I try to climb this ladder, to become higher than I am so maybe I can make a change, but change doesn't matter when I try and make it and it's crashes like a plane. I JUST WANT TO SCREAM AT THE TOP OF MY LUNGS, TAKE A GUN AND COCK IT, AND IMAGINE HOW STRONG THAT I WAS! TELL THE WORLD I WAS NEVER GOOD ENOUGH, THAT I NEVER BELONGED HERE, I ONLY CAUSE PAIN TO EVERYONE I ENCOUNTER. WHY DO PEOPLE LOVE ME? WHEN ALL I CAUSE IS SUFFERING?
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All the pain you cause, try change, but the claws always comes out, and only notice the damage when the damages done. Try to have faith in yourself, faith that you'll be good enough, faith that you'll be to tough. But you can't do it, and you stand stupid, don't know what you're doing wrong, try your best but you always fail, I don't deserve this, I failed this purpose, I try and stay strong on the surface, but on the inside I'm hurting. Why won't it stop, I can't stand no more the tears coming out. I drop the ground, I scream at the sound, I try to do better but better never works, I try to be perfect, but perfect isn't me, everything I do is a problem, but a problem is all I am, all I've felt like since I was just a little kid, and I think it's a title I'll never be able to escape, no matter how much I explain, the pain never goes away, I stay silent when your mad, because I've always been forced to listen because my opinion doesn't matter, I try to climb this ladder, to become higher than I am so maybe I can make a change, but change doesn't matter when I try and make it and it's crashes like a plane. I JUST WANT TO SCREAM AT THE TOP OF MY LUNGS, TAKE A GUN AND COCK IT, AND IMAGINE HOW STRONG THAT I WAS! TELL THE WORLD I WAS NEVER GOOD ENOUGH, THAT I NEVER BELONGED HERE, I ONLY CAUSE PAIN TO EVERYONE I ENCOUNTER. WHY DO PEOPLE LOVE ME? WHEN ALL I CAUSE IS SUFFERING?
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