No-one exists for me
No-one will ever be
Neither here nor there
Nor anywhere
For eternity
No friend holds out a hand
No woman, no man
No-one cares I'm sad
My family can't be found
They're never around
This anger is eating me alive,
Tearing me up inside
It builds, it fills my brain
I can't pass a single day
Without feeling hurt,
Betrayed
My sanity has decayed
Until my very flesh is flayed
I'm cutting into the vein
To release the pain;
So I can let go of hate,
To finally think
Verily, I must admit:
I wish I had died
That last time I tried
I wish I felt more
Than unhappy and sore
I wish I weren't so bored
Tired of endless strife
Of my entire life
Really, what should I expect?
Life to be fair? The world to be perfect?
Am I even real?
Oftentimes, I can't feel a thing
You haven't ever felt the same
Yet you try to push the blame,
Ridicule and bully
Push me down
At this point, I've had enough
Enough of you, enough of me
Enough of being, yet never being free
Enough of people pretending
They understand who I really am
People who won't help,
Who say I shouldn't be sad
But I am sad
What choice do I have?
These scissors are rough
Not as sharp as a razor blade
Now, I just want to collect
Enough blood in this sink
To drain the evils
To flee--a small reprieve
From being me
Rather than to scream or shout
Or gouge my eyes wildly out
I want another route
I'd happily follow any other path,
I'd select any place but here
I'd pick any feelings
Anything but anger and fear
I just can't connect
While I keep feeling sick
Why do I bother to explain
You don't care or feel my pain,
So I'm giving up caring as well
About myself
No-one is here for me
No-one shall ever be
Anywhere at all
I am alone
For eternity
No-one will ever be
Neither here nor there
Nor anywhere
For eternity
No friend holds out a hand
No woman, no man
No-one cares I'm sad
My family can't be found
They're never around
This anger is eating me alive,
Tearing me up inside
It builds, it fills my brain
I can't pass a single day
Without feeling hurt,
Betrayed
My sanity has decayed
Until my very flesh is flayed
I'm cutting into the vein
To release the pain;
So I can let go of hate,
To finally think
Verily, I must admit:
I wish I had died
That last time I tried
I wish I felt more
Than unhappy and sore
I wish I weren't so bored
Tired of endless strife
Of my entire life
Really, what should I expect?
Life to be fair? The world to be perfect?
Am I even real?
Oftentimes, I can't feel a thing
You haven't ever felt the same
Yet you try to push the blame,
Ridicule and bully
Push me down
At this point, I've had enough
Enough of you, enough of me
Enough of being, yet never being free
Enough of people pretending
They understand who I really am
People who won't help,
Who say I shouldn't be sad
But I am sad
What choice do I have?
These scissors are rough
Not as sharp as a razor blade
Now, I just want to collect
Enough blood in this sink
To drain the evils
To flee--a small reprieve
From being me
Rather than to scream or shout
Or gouge my eyes wildly out
I want another route
I'd happily follow any other path,
I'd select any place but here
I'd pick any feelings
Anything but anger and fear
I just can't connect
While I keep feeling sick
Why do I bother to explain
You don't care or feel my pain,
So I'm giving up caring as well
About myself
No-one is here for me
No-one shall ever be
Anywhere at all
I am alone
For eternity
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