Sumtimes i feel things i'm suppose to feel,
AT times it overwhelms me and I forget how to breathe,
i'm so tired of everything around me,
everybody soon turns against me,
no hope, no home,
no friends could this be the end?
no life, no dreams a few images of the unseen?
could this be the end?
will i ever win?
will i ever hold you or will if forever be the same?
i try to be there for you but that you can't return,
but when u'r with u'r friends u treat me so cold,
could this be the end, of a girl in pain?
could this be the end of the girl of which nothing became?
I'm tired of trustin ppl it's all the same,
I'm sick of getting my feelings stepped on everyday,
smiles that i trust soon haunt me,
questions of reassurance that i'm ok,
this i'll forever be,
but deep inside the answer is no,
i just pretend to say yes so u can leave me alone,
cuz when u'r here everything is alright,
but when u step out for awhile,
it's never cuz then day soon becomes night,
so i'm gonna try to stop punishin myself,
and believe in sum1 else,
the one who saves me,
the thing that frees me,
the sharpness of the blade,
will vindicate my pain,
and hopefully it'll go away,
This feelin that i fear,
this thing i can never bear,
the one that rips my heart,
this thing that make me fall apart from the very start. |
